"Don't.... Please, stop..." At this moment, Ethan Smith was crying like a rainstorm, his heart torn apart.
Emily Taylor's eyes became increasingly cold, like a female demon. The prior aura that was akin to a fairy had disappeared, making it seem as if a ruthless killer was standing before them.
She turned around and squeezed out a smile for Ethan Smith.
"I won't let anything happen to you." Emily Taylor's lips were smeared with fresh blood, as if a flower blooming in the snow.
Emily Taylor was filled with determination and grit. The goddess-like look in her eyes was enough to lead anyone into a deep abyss. At this moment, she seemed to have transformed into a real goddess, protecting everything in her heart.
Once again, she raised her palm, ignoring the bone-piercing pain in her body. She mercilessly struck at her own chest without any hesitation.
