Chapter 605

Charmine frowned. Who would use darts these days? The attacker was proficient with them, too!

Throwing ten darts, one after another, was a display of stellar wrist strength.

The darts were homing in from different trajectories: from above, below, left, and right. They were coming from almost all directions!

Getting to the door was their only safe option.

Alas, the door was closed and there was no time to even get to the door!

She gave her undivided focus on the darts and parried.

Charmine shuffled in her footwork, raising her leg and kicking away the darts as they came.

She took up a stuffed toy and swung it nimbly, using it as a shield. Just like that, the darts were flicked away.

Before the assassinator could register her movements, almost all the darts were countered.

All but one dart, alas, that aimed for Charmine's ankle.

to have missed the one dart

chuckled devilishly; it was good

however, as he launched

it was still too

that aimed for Charmine's ankle brushed past Tristan’s

hissed in pain, one that could

lowered her head to see Tristan's ankle sock torn-his ankle had a big dent with fresh blood oozing

Tristan was hurt!

Kay-who, at a distance, kept a watchful eye on Charmine-rushed out of Muse Club as he

noticed Kay rushing toward him speedily, and he was ready to

chased after him with

was only after the attacker was taken down did Charmine allow herself to calm down. She looked at Tristan and asked, "Why

was about to do something when Tristan

that his naturally red lips had gone paler, he still smiled a flirtatious smile. "What? My sweetie is worried? I won't

silent

silence, she looked at him suspiciously. "Speak: what's

Objective?

don’t understand what you’re talking

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