After fifteen minutes of traveling, Clara's eyes that were previously closed now began to open slowly.
For a moment, Clara started blinking her eyes, remembering what had happened earlier and noticing her condition, which appeared to be lying on her side with her hands tied.
"Who ...- who are you?" said Clara in a trembling voice.
This time Clara looked a little weak and helpless.
Her hands are now tied.
"Me?! ... You better not need to know who I am, a little girl ... all you need to remember is the face of my boss later," chuckled the man with a dragon tattoo on his right-hand muscle.
The clear liquid is now perfectly accommodated in the two beautiful eyes.
"W ..- what did I do wrong? Do I have a fault on you?" asked Clara, trying to pull herself up.
The man did not answer but only shrugged his shoulders softly.
