บท 92: Chapter 92: Dance of Fate(1/2)

Blood splashed like a sudden deluge, accompanied by sharp, drilling pains against his back and right chest. The metallic scent of blood mixed with the sweet aroma of flowers and the distinct, fishy smell wafting through the air, seeping into his nose.

Jin's pupils narrowed as he fixated on the enigmatic woman beneath him, a thousand questions swirling in his mind as he peered down.

The woman's face held an ethereal beauty; her captivating green eyes were devoid of emotion, focused solely on the task at hand. She appeared almost trance-like, as if driven by an unyielding purpose.

With each measured breath, the rhythmic pulse of the splattered blood adorned her face and soaked her chic crop top, offering a tantalizing glimpse of her toned midriff stained with crimson.

The more Jin observed her, the greater his confusion grew. He had never encountered her before, nor had their paths ever crossed.