Audrey's POV
“Five to go…damn, is that all you’ve got?” I hissed, mocking their tactics.
“Maybe if you just didn’t throw your guns, then there’s still a chance you’ll live…” I said, grinning as I approach them, stepping through the four corpses lying on the ground.
Severely injured with twisted necks, the remaining five people stood in front of me with grim in their eyes. Watching me as I get closer, they stepped back and glance on each other’s shoulders sending signals to pick up the guns on the ground they threw earlier—thinking I’d be easy to deal with even without guns.
Now, who the f**k is having a hard time here?
Never thought I’d be grateful for the f*****g hell training they gave me before.
How does it feel seeing the one you trained—bites the f**k out of you?!
I thought to
