The servant slowly stood up, and when she finally stood her ground as she looks at her with dead eyes before saying the exact same thing Hermie told her, “Stop fighting and submit.”
And Zeth in an instant, teleported behind the noble. The nobility gasped when she felt the menacing presence of him just behind her.
But she couldn’t move for she’s overtaken by fear. He cupped her eyes using his left hand and the only thing she saw before her sight is covered in blackness was the dead eyes and tear-stained cheeks of Ravhel.
The young man pulled her head backwards revealing the porcelain skin of the neck of the Blessed Damsel. Her trembling figure under his touch is indicating that she’s frightened along with the sweat cascading down to her neck.
As she feels the cold sensation of the dagg
