The Angel of Death [2]

[AWUOR]

"—Hawi… but my 'friends' call me the angel of death," Hawi greeted with a sinister smile, as she casually plucked out all the claws from Mbali's arm, and then stretched the warrior's arm, which was still in her thigh, as if to tell the warrior that this was what happened to anyone who went against her.

Her brutality was known across the realm. But many who hadn't seen it for themselves had always assumed they were rumors. However, were they really?

She knew that she would end up with a dark mark on her thigh when she finally healed, but then this was one she would be glad about.

Mbali let out a gasp as he tried to wiggle from the woman's grip, and even scratched her other thigh to get her attention, but instead, she just smirked at him, as if to tell him that he wasn't being serious at the moment.