บท 133: Better Off Dead

"Take her to the prison!' a guard shouted as he rubbed his sweat off.

Fannie only snorted as she was dragged up, her eyes following the drag on the ground Kavan had made. "I hope he succeeds."

The guard who dragged her off turned his attention to her. His mind still wondered about how a woman could be that powerful to kill all the guards that easily. However, when he heard her words he paused a little and asked her, "Who are you talking about?"

"Did you ever brush?" Fannie spurted out in response. Fannie knew that no matter what she said, this guard holding her would be suspicious of her, so she did her best to either change the idea or annoy him. It was right that she annoyed whoever was grabbing her arm because he had her fan in his other hand.

That annoyed her more than having been captured by the guard.

"I see someone with a sharp mouth. Guess where women like you end up?" The guard took his turn to ask her as he continued to pull her with him.