Sylvia's POV:

The boy yelped in pain, but he did not give in. He struggled madly to pull away.

But I gripped his hair tightly and followed him into the hole in the wall. The others also followed suit.

When we all made it on the other side, the five of us easily subdued the boy.

The boy only came up to my shoulders. He gnashed his teeth and looked at me defiantly, like a wild cat. He was very fierce. "What do you want?"

"We should be asking you the same question! What do you want, kid?" Flora demanded with her hands planted firmly on her hips. She almost looked imposing.

The boy pursed his lips stubbornly, refusing to answer her question.

After thinking for a while, I loosened my grip on his clothes. "Don't worry. We don't work for Geoffrey. We're not here for you."

eyes, as if he was considering whether to take

standing here safe and sound?" I pointed out

boy hesitated and seemed to want to say something but stopped on

patrolling guards from the other side of the wall. Flustered, the boy looked at us helplessly. "Can you at least block the wall hole first? If the

Very soon, the

relief. He looked around and finally relaxed

talk here. Come

of us didn't say anything. We

through narrow, dirty alleys. The place reeked of rotten food, piss,

Flora, on the other hand, couldn't keep

having living in a dirty place like this one when I was

compare. It was on a league of its

I didn't

when Flora was retching all over the place. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access

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