NARRATOR'S POV
The sound of feet crushing the carpet of dried leaves echoed in the forest, a company will soon join the four women near the cocoon. Therefore it is important for them to execute the plan. Gripping the knife tightly against her porcelain hands, Hannah did not hesitate to loom over the body of the witch. Just quick lash and it will be done- she thought. Just like before an easy and quick death for her target and she's gone.
To kill is to survive.
That's her world.
On the other side of the battlefield, the monster finally regained its sight. Orbs filled with anger directed at the people in front. Out of a sudden, a huge wave of vines of poison ivy came charging towards the young men.
Not having enough time, Alexander could only push Brennan out of the way. Sacrificing himself ever so recklessly.
