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."

boy stared at me with his bright eyes, as if he was considering whether to

think you'd be standing here safe and sound?" I pointed out softly, trying to relax his

seemed to want to

you at least block the wall hole first? If the patrols finds out, I'm dead meat."

and I also squatted down to help. Very soon,

He looked around and finally relaxed

talk here.

anything. We exchanged glances

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

stench. Flora, on the other hand,

could barely stand it, despite having living in a dirty place like this one when I was a

place couldn't compare. It was on a league

I didn't eat

wait for us, even when Flora was retching all over the place. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt

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