Zyan's Bad Memory

Suddenly there was a hand that seemed to stab Taera's stomach from behind. Taera was silent. Blood began to bleed and flowed profusely from her clothes. Zyan walked closer to her with a sly smile Zyan had secretly prepared this trap for her.

"How is Taera? Does it hurt?" asked Zyan, who walked forward towards Taera.

Taera, who started to feel pain, immediately sat limply. Taera pulled out the knife that was stuck in her stomach. Taera looked to the right and left, maybe someone was passing by and could help her. However, what could there be only people dressed in black and wearing masks to cover their identities?

"Ouch..." Taera moaned as Zyan quickly pulled the knife without feeling.

"Oh, I'm sorry for my Taera, haha."

Taera couldn't understand what Zyan had done.