"I must escape." This was the only thought in Natalia's mind as she stabbed Freya, planning to injure her enough to delay Ray for a moment without killing her.
As long as she managed that, she would have a chance to escape. Killing Freya? That thought had slipped to the back of her mind.
Ray, this madman if he was enraged, was much more terrifying than the calm Ray.
At least the calm Ray could be reasoned with, but if Freya died, he would truly go berserk and slaughter her without mercy.
Natalia was aware of this as she aimed for Freya's chest, just beside the heart. Despite the countless thoughts racing through her mind, it felt like a mere blink of an eye.
Her blade gleamed in the dim light, aiming precisely for a spot just beside Freya's heart.
Everything seemed to be going according to plan.
