Daniel noticed the bruise on Lena's neck.
Although not fatal, it was a significant humiliation for him to have Lena injured right under his nose.
At that moment, more black-clad figures began to flood into the compartment.
Daniel shielded Lena behind him, his eyes flashing with cold, murderous light.
Lena felt a shadow of death looming over her, but oddly, she wasn't afraid. It was as though she had faced similar scenarios countless times before and knew how to handle them effortlessly.
She counted the intruders—eighteen in total, with possibly more outside.
Their presence made the compartment as crowded as she had hoped, creating a chaotic environment that might offer her a chance to escape. However, fleeing felt like a betrayal in such a situation.
Watching Daniel protect her, Len
