The forest was covered in a white substance in a blink of an eye.
Hunle, who ordered an attack, stopped her army.
A lady like her, she must've known what this powder is.
"Don't breathe." A warm and rough hand found its way to my nose and mouth. His hold on my face was so hard that I thought he was trying to choke me to death.
A muffled sound came from me. While my hands held his and I started to pull it away.
"Don't. Breathe." If it is possible, the hand on my face gripped my mouth harder. And his voice became stern but I can sense that he was having a hard time to stop himself from breathing when he was exerting strength and speaking at the same time.
Because of the mist, the others can't see me, too. I won't be able to ask for help to convince Kazimir to let me go. At this rate,
