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

magnetic, but with frayed edges, probably from the drug seeping into his

in her voice was so slight it was

lips curved into

Of course it is.

balled into a calculating

part, fought the

eyelids fluttered as he

he stood, he could only make out a piece of her neck, pale and delicate, as if a simple twist could

so calmly, as if she had the upper hand, even smiling! The drug was stronger than

pungent aroma of plum pierced the

was all

instant, her elbow dug into her ribs and her

his pressure points, disarming

seconds, the tables

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

his chest, calm and completely under

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

Next time, think twice.

times before wielding this.

never know when it might go off

with the firmness of someone who had seen

Drugged, huh.

you went too far

her: a woman who looked danger in

Kellan didn't even stop.

hand on

bent, and in that flicker of hesitation,

quick precision, he grabbed her shoulder, crushing her against

but the fear was a distant memory, replaced by something much more exhilarating, an emotion she hadn't felt

it had been since she had fought with true

she did know was that, after having been the Stevens family's obedient puppet for three long years, the Scarlet Serpent was still coiled inside

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