A snort escape from the lips of the young man dressed in tight fitted jeans and blue hamlets. He stepped forward from the group and look into Merab's eyes.
"We don't care if you're injured or not. We won't allow just anybody into the shelter. More so, for injure people cover in blood."
'This is quite good. Who said I'm useless.' A wild smile appeared on the face of the young man.
Merab didn't utter a word. She took a deep breath to calm her raging heart. She looked at the people before her in disgust. Her respect for the people had gone down the drain.
'So, what if you have shelter? You're just a mere dog guarding the entrance. But because of our situation, I will play your game.' She bit her lips and open her mouth slowly.
"P-Please." Her sweet voice echoed in the cold atmosphere. Her sudden change in voice surprised the guards. They looked at Merab for a moment and an evil smile appeared and they gave a chuckle, looking at the young man in blue.
