~ Third Person's Point of View ~
"Your majesty!"
"Hold on to the rope!"
Loud voices sounded off.
However, the undead followed and chased Alice even though they would only fall to the lake. They crawled as they all snarled and displayed their filthy teeth.
Few of them drooled blood while waiting for targets.
"Cut the rope as quickly as you can!"
"Yes, Master!" All of the guards hurriedly cut the big and indestructible rope. It was tied to the huge trunks of the tree which made it harder to cut easily.
Until the bridge creaked and squealed that caught everyone's attention. Most of them widened their eyes as the thought of a bad omen.
"Where is Princess Alice?"
"She's gone! An–and the rope she used was ruined!"
The guards temporarily stopped from cutting the seam that connects the bridge to both sides. However, Alice has gone missing that propelled Master to walk closer to it.
His heart beats too fast.
