บท 168: Ava's struggle

"Who are you?!"

Eli shouted, brandishing her scythe with ferocity, its blade gleaming in the dim moonlight. She hoped to intimidate the stranger, who had appeared so suddenly and swiftly. She knew just how powerful he was, this man in red garb, whose speed was almost fast enough to catch Ava, who could teleport. She couldn't help but feel a shiver run down her spine, imagining how destructive he could be with a weapon in hand.

Ava also stood by Eli's side, her petite frame appearing even smaller next to her friend's formidable stature. She clutched at the folds of her purple robes, the fabric bunched tightly in her fists. Her lower lip was caught between her teeth, as she nervously nibbled at the soft flesh.

"We should first assess his power..."

Ava whispered softly, her voice barely audible above the silence, her eyes never leaving the man in red garb.