Chapter 35
It came to no surprise that everyone was... surprised. In merely a flash, the fight that the Yan Group had thought would take a couple hours, ended in a second; and by the person they believed to have been the weakest among them all despite the show of power in the chambers leading to the core. It had been a tick, the clock hand had moved only once, and yet the life of the chieftain had been taken; and more frightening was that no one saw it coming, there was not even a fight that led up to it nor was there a fight that could’ve been fought back before the chieftain met his impending doom. And still, there she stood- the killer, the one who had simply swung her hand- stood, floating in the rain. Silver hair drenched on her back while her pale ice like eyes stared blankly at the severed
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