Chapter sixty three

In a dark room, a woman appeared and she crashed into the center table. She grabbed onto it to steady herself, her black hair covering her face as she saw through the hair strands and staggered to seat on a chair. She threw head back and winced in pain, her eyes shut tightly and she reached for her hood to cover her head. No matter what, she can’t be see, not even by herself in an accident. She grunted and reached to feel her neck with her fingers, they were burnt fingerprints and even though she tried to heal it, she couldn’t.

She sat on her chair, panting heavily and when she believed she had mustered some strength, she pushed herself up and staggered to another room, pushing things down with her body. She entered a small room with a big crystal ball sitting in the middle and she limped to the table by the side, grabbing a book and flipping through the pages. She growled in annoyance and slammed the book on the table and turned and staggered out of the room once more. There was a sh