In the crowd, someone pulled a glass vial the size of a middle finger out of their sleeve, pushed through the crowd, and charged towards Elly Campbell.
"Die, bitch, die!"
As the voice fell, Elly instinctively looked up and saw the perpetrator already throwing the opened vial at her.
Elly's heart sank with a sense of dread.
Surrounded by the mob, she had nowhere to hide.
Just then, her wrist suddenly tightened, and her body was yanked forcefully outwards. Without any chance to react, she was pulled out of the crowd by that hand.
She then crashed into a solid embrace, followed immediately by a sharp scream behind her.
Elly instinctively turned around and saw the two people who had been blocking her path now writhing in agony, covering their faces and screaming chaotically.
Sulfuric acid!
Seeing the faces of the victims, Elly knew exactly what had been in the little bottle thrown at her.
A layer of cold frost instantly spread across her gaze.
