Chapter 8: You're not very afraid, are you? The man stood there, exuding a cold and menacing aura.

Allison didn't flinch, though her right hand was already curling with the subtle strength she'd perfected over the years.

It had been a while since I had tasted this kind of life-or-death tension.

The calm of his days had almost made him forget what he felt.

Outside, the pounding of hurried footsteps resounded, rapidly approaching.

Find him! We use the last of Sombra.

That could knock out an entire squad.

It won't go far.

Move, before dawn! Allison's mind was working fast.

So, he was high.

As the footsteps faded, the gun pressed to his side began to shake.

His hand was barely firm, the grip weakening by the second.

I'm not in the habit of prying.

I'll act like I didn't see anything tonight.

His voice was steady even as the gun dug into his waist.

And if you don't want that wound to fester, you better go to a hospital soon.

Although he couldn't see clearly in the darkness, his keen senses caught the sharp taste of blood in the air.

But his voice, though strained, was cold as ice.

won't live to

words were rough, deep and magnetic, but with frayed edges, probably from

in her voice was so slight it was almost

curved into a

Of course it is.

fingers balled into

his part, fought the fire

he struggled

a piece of her neck, pale and delicate, as

calmly, as if she had the upper hand, even smiling! The

but the pungent aroma of plum pierced the haze and

moment was

an instant, her elbow dug into her ribs and her right

pressure points, disarming him in

matter of seconds, the

gun in his hand, he let his finger dance softly over the trigger, the gun glowing in

pointed it at his chest, calm and completely

shots a few moments ago, was now face to face with a woman who

Next time, think twice.

times before wielding this.

it might

gun with the firmness of someone who had

Drugged, huh.

went too

anyone like her: a woman who looked danger in the

Kellan didn't even stop.

his hand on

and in that

quick precision, he grabbed her

her tongue, but the fear was a distant memory, replaced

been since she had fought with

having been the Stevens family's obedient puppet

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