Frida froze.

She was already moving as quietly as possible, but they noticed anyway?!

Still, she simply gave up on stealth as she shouted back, "You're the ones who kidnapped Ms. Turnbull first. Let her go, and we might let you leave."

Her response only prompted a mocking laughter. "Oh, what do we have here? An actual woman?! So Frank Lawrence couldn't make it?"

"Why bother bringing him? I'm plenty enough for the likes of you." Frida snorted in disdain.

"Haha! I guess Mr. Salazar's words fell on deaf ears... Now, die."

Frida frowned—it was not Drakon Salazar?!

However, she felt a burst of air shooting towards her even as the thought crossed her mind, and she leapt away.

She could feel the blade slicing a lock of her hair, even as she paled in shock—that was too fast!

managed to dodge out of harm's way by instinct, her men were not

blind after the parking

"Argh!"

"Gurk—"

whipped out her sword, flailing around

faded entirely, leaving

Grover?!" Frida kept calling out her men's names, but there was

Click.

quickly threw up

scrawny man stood nearby, smiling darkly

men dead,

work as a bodyguard," the scrawny man chuckled coolly. "What a waste

leapt up, bringing her sword to bear

as she swung it, the sword swished deafeningly, tearing a gale

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