Rosamund walked through the maze with carefree steps. It really didn’t matter now anyway. She was about to meet the beast, the ultimate predator that ruled over the food chain. She had to come face to face with the said predator, without a weapon but a small jade dagger. She had left her sword behind that was given to her by Ruslan. A small jade dagger covered in doses of poison would be enough to even sedate an alpha. Only burning the maze would kill him with her in it. As far as she knew, everyone outside the maze had already prepared to burn down the maze. With unhurried steps, Rosamund walked through the maze as if she was strolling through a garden. The rain showed her no mercy, the wind prickling her damp body with coldness and numbness. Her hands bled as she placed them on the thorn
