Chapter 18

Third Person POV

“Interesting,” the figure in a red dress mumble, looking at the two figure entering the old stone gate. “So interesting I find it hard to believe. What was he thinking?” Her eyes brimming in red, looking at the man as if strange.

“What could be the reason of this strange?” Her eyes glow in strange fashion, smile broke out in her bloody lips as if thought for something. She looks like someone that will rampage through for the sake of the wrath from within.

There's a cut in her face that left untreated, and it adds the bizzareness of the place. From below her eye brows down to her neck, the scars so flesh it even brim with blood now and then. She touch it with her trembled hands and gritted teeth when, by chance, she saw how familiar the woman is at the back of the man that strange her. “Finally show up, huh, bitch?!” She glared, voice vibrated through the darkness.

For some unknown reason, she couldn't just attack, veins bulge off to her face as she trying to remain