Skybridge Confrontation (Part 3)
There’s no doubt fear had taken over Aily. She realized how much of a dangerous situation she’s in.
Her feet could hardly move. It felt stinging just by a tiny swipe on the floor.
“Will you come out, or would you like me to make you come out?” the hat man asked, seemingly threatening. His voice was heard clear as day, despite his distance and the unfriendly weather in that time.
It’s an apocalyptic experience. She’s right in front of the alleged assassin, whose actions were way beyond simply magical. It was as if common sense has left her mind. In that moment, too, she sensed the death’s hand grasping her soul. She couldn’t stop trembling.
“...I see you’re a stubborn-type, huh. Very well, then, I see you don’t wish to ‘live’ at all.”
“No...!”
In the next blast of lightning, Aily reflectively jumped out of her hiding. She was panicking. Out of control, she even stood at the doorway, facing the man head on.