Covered with blood-slogged patches all over her clothes, Sherry was walking towards her home in a staggering motion. Her cheeks were all puffed as she had been crying too hard while strolling alone.
Looking at the blood patches which were William's thick dark flesh blood that stained her clothing, was causing her to sob bitterly as she was continually reprimanded for the horrifying event that she had faced just a while ago.
The worry about William's pathetic severe injury was causing her heart to tear apart in agony and regret.
As she reached the residence, below her house, she saw a mystic dark figure standing on the ecliptic portion of the street light, on the roadside. From a distance, it seemed like a lady-like figure.
