Chapter 100: Who is this beauty?

Several blocks away, Cassandra finally slowed her pace, releasing Zafron's hand as they ducked into a quiet side street. Both were breathing heavily, more from the adrenaline of the encounter than from physical exertion.

Zafron leaned against a wall, his mind still struggling to process what he had witnessed. He looked at Cassandra, who was peering cautiously around the corner to ensure they hadn't been followed.

"So," he began, trying to keep his voice steady, "is this a normal day for you? Fending off multiple attackers with... whatever that was?" He said, casually glancing at the woman in a veil.

Cassandra turned back to him, a wry smile visible beneath her veil. "Not exactly normal, no," she replied. "But unfortunately, not as uncommon as I'd like."

She paused, studying Zafron intently. "What about you? Do you often charge into alleys to save strangers from danger?"