The wind whistled past her ears, with cold raindrops falling on her face.
Her heart felt like it had abruptly stopped beating!
But, Jasmine Yale didn't expect that because of the rain, the garden soil was extra soft. Jumping down was not too much of a problem.
Her foot twisted a little.
Her hand also scratched, causing blood to flow out.
Painful, very painful.
But at this moment Jasmine Yale had long forgotten about the pain, she needed to utilize every second, she needed to survive!
She started to run along the garden, running into the thick bushes.
Looking back, the fire was raging on the third floor, everybody was busy fighting it.
They, would soon find out that she was gone.
Jasmine Yale limped along biting her teeth, she braced herself on tree trunks and walked step by step, not caring about the pain.
Her hair was tousled, and her clothes were torn in several places by the branches.
