[WARNING - More Eye Trauma]
Li Yue Niang pulled out the stake from his eye, narrowly dodging the spray of blood and eye fluid. She let go of the man, causing his unconscious body to slowly slide down against the wall, leaving a trail of blood that looked like it belonged in the first five minutes of every slasher film.
"Now there's one more left…" Yue Niang nodded to herself, pleased with her handiwork. Despite a decade of inactivity, her skills weren't too rusty, even if her back muscles were protesting the sudden exertion. Her arms burned with the strain, but she planned to just stick a few heat plasters all over herself when this was over.
She turned to the shivering man that was still conscious.
2 chapters today! Sorry for the delay, I'm writing this daily lol!
(Also, apologies to white americans who might be offended by Yue Niang's words. You can definitely wear shoes inside your own homes - just not in hers!!!)