With her hands raised over her face in fear, hindering her from any sudden attack, she waited for the excruciating pain of them pouncing on her and ending her unfortunate life. But it never came.
She peered her eyes open but furrowed her brows when she couldn't see any of the hefty men who were in front of her some minutes ago.
She couldn't understand what was happening and turned towards the crowd. They were all looking behind her with strange expressions on their pale faces.
She also turned behind, and her face turned pale at the view in front of her.
The sight of the two hefty men lying dead on the floor with their heads separate from their bodies wasn't what Annabelle had expected to witness.
Turning her gaze slightly to the powerful demigod who stood between the dead men, she no longer knew if she should run away or stay.
