In a hurry, he missed the several knots done by himself on the rope. The more time it took to take off the rope, the more anxious he bacame.
Primrose's red hued eyes looked at him with a strange glint. The kind which made him shiver from head to toe. A fear which even the dark creatures couldn't bring out.
It was the fearlessness that comes with extreme fear that he was seeing in her.
"I'm about to die anyway. Let's go together, dear newphew." She grinned.
Her signature red lipstick was gone but the blood did the job for it. It stained her lips bright red and dripped down. Like a carnivorous animal after a feast on its prey.
"No, you won't die. I will save you!" Archer patted his chest confidently, but the confidence cracked along with the window.
"Don't you see? It's the only
