Sierra guided me into the mansion, and it was even more beautiful inside than I had imagined.
"Please have a seat," she gestured to a chair.
"How did you bring me here?" I asked.
"Don't worry, let's first take a look at your legs," she smiled and walked over to a corner.
I sighed and looked away from her. Raven. I shouldn't have left him there. What if he didn't wake up like Sierra said? And what did she do to him to leave him in that condition? He was fine until he finished off those men. He was stabbed, but I didn't think it would be enough to kill him...
"You're overthinking, Angel. I told you the man will be alright," Sierra interrupted my thoughts.
I turned to her. She was coming towards me with a large bowl in her hands. I could see steam rising from the bowl, and the smell of boiled leaves reached my nose.
I remembered I hadn't said any of that out loud, so how did she hear what I was thinking? Oh... wait...
