There were a dozen fully armed men inside the train carriage, and every one of them was overflowing with killing intents.
No doubt, they were not friendly.
Rorl was already shivering when he caught their killer gazes, so he held on to Bloody Mary's coat and pulled it.
"Let's run?" Rorl suggested softly.
Run?
Bloody Mary pouted. If it could run, it would run without a doubt, but since the foes had grasped their timing so precisely and set up that many men in the train, there must be a lot more men waiting in the street nearby. Maybe the others waiting in the dark would be harder to deal with than the men on the train.
So, they could not run, at least not now!
They must widen the distance!
"Get in there." Bloody Mary told Rorl before it walked in.
Rorl really wanted to run, but he dare not. He followed Bloody Mary into the train right after it stepped in.
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