Chapter 155: Target

"Ugh," Re'Kha craned her left hand as she reached the handle of the door on the opposite side. It was hard, considering she had to keep watch over the sharp objects that hurt her. There were already nicks and scratches all over her body.

"Haah…haaah…" She gasped for breath upon finally grabbing hold of the handle, using it as a support to pull herself towards it. This gave her better stability, allowing her to pull her legs out from the cramped boot space.

The fight outside became bloodthirsty as the people became rabid dogs, intending to give a limb to claim a life. Even then, they fell like flies after inflicting some injuries to Chaya.

Re'Kha was unwilling to leave it as is, planning to escape first before she thought of a plan. She scrambled for her phone, finally finding it after some search as she noticed its screen had shattered.

The touchscreen was no longer functioning. All she was able to do was to see the time.