As I took a step back, my heart pounded in my chest and my body trembled with a mixture of adrenaline and exhaustion. I couldn't help but notice the horrified expressions on their faces. Henry's voice broke through the heavy silence, pleading for me to stop.
"S-stop!" he shouted, his voice filled with a combination of fear and disbelief.
I turned around, carefully surveying the scene and becoming aware of the looks on everyone's faces—whether they were the restrained bandits, Anabelle's group, or even Anabelle herself. Their expressions revealed a mix of fear, shock, betrayal, and disgust. It was a familiar sight, reminiscent of the reactions I had grown accustomed to in my previous life.
