I couldn't believe my eyes as the house made of mirrors shattered down, sending everyone tumbling to the ground. The sound of shattering glass echoed in my ears as I struggled to get back up. My heart raced confusion, and my mind couldn't grasp what had just happened.
As I looked up, my gaze met the guy with the ponytail standing in front of me. His expression was fierce, and his eyebrows furrowed as he demanded an explanation. My mind was blank, and I couldn't even bother to find the words to answer his question.
The man's attention then turned to the unconscious guy lying on the ground. "Who did this to him?" he shouted.
I looked at the body, feeling no sympathy towards him. He was just another obstacle in my path. I had a score to settle, and nothing was going to stop me.
"I'm not done yet," I said, my voice laced with determination and and confidence. The man turned his gaze back to me, his eyes narrowing with suspicion.
