บท 160: [Blood Of Fallen] [16]

"Is that all you can do?"

A chilling silence lingered in the air.

The cold wind breezed past Azariah as he stared at Faye.

A mocking smile played on her lips as she tossed the axe hammer onto the bridge.

The neck that should have been severed now looked perfectly fine, with no visible scratch.

Azariah bit his lip, glancing at Arianell, who struggled to stand. Her burned leg forced her to limp, an agonizing look on her face.

"Let me kill her, boy," Faye said, a twisted smile on her face. "I'm not here for you. Let me kill her, and you'll be free." She repeated the offer, her tone eerily calm.

"You think I'm foolish enough to believe that?" Azariah scoffed, glaring at her as he circled around to position himself between Faye and Arianell.

"Believe it or not, all I want is your safety," she replied, an earnest look on her face.