Chapter 622: Confront
Edwin trailed her from the shadows unbeknownst to Evelyn, stalking her like a predator. His footsteps were silent, his expression stone-cold. The dim glow of the street lanterns cast jagged shadows across his face, sharpening the hunger in his eyes.
'Is it the Paladin? Or someone else?' he wondered, fingers twitching near the hilt of his sword. The mana within it pulsed in response, eager for blood.
Someone had dared steal what he considered his.
And he would make them regret it.
…
Evelyn ran like a hunted animal.
Her breath came in ragged gasps as she darted down Crystal Lane, past silent storefronts and shuttered inns. The cold night air bit into her wounded shoulder, the fabric of her dress clinging to her skin with sweat and blood.
No one cares.
Bystanders glanced at her as she ran desperately.
Some looked at her with pity, others with indifference—but none stepped forward. It wasn't because of the danger of interfering in others' affairs.
