Mike had become much smarter. He extended his arm to point in a direction and continued to alert me.
Clutching a dagger, I immediately sprinted in the direction he indicated.
Betty stayed behind to protect Kayla and Lauren as they retreated toward the camp.
I knew the terrain in this area well, so I moved swiftly along the path.
Before long, I spotted a figure crouching among the bushes ahead, seemingly trying to escape.
Judging by the tattered clothing, it could only be that wretched woman, Joyce.
I tightened my grip on the dagger and charged toward her without hesitation.
Joyce noticed me coming and scrambled away, rolling and crawling through the bushes in a desperate attempt to escape.
I sneered and shouted, "Joyce, stop running! This time, I'll definitely kill you!"
She didn'
