All of a sudden, Bellamy looked at the door. He frowned in suspicion.
Stella noticed that something was amiss and she asked, "What's wrong? What happened?"
"There are two groups of people fighting outside. It's a fierce and chaotic battle," Bellamy guessed from the sound.
"Are they your men?" Stella asked.
Bellamy shook his head and said, "There are only four of us here. I'm afraid that we don't have such a powerful force. I don't know who they belong to."
Stella held Bellamy's hand and smiled gently. "In any case, we will live and die together. As long as we are together, there is nothing to be afraid of."
Bellamy held her hand tightly. Returning her smile, he said, "With you by my side, I don't want to die."
Stella felt a little regretful. After all, their lives were not in their hands.
Time slowly trickled past; one second at a time.
The two of them did not speak. They just waited in silence.
