Leaving The Tower (3)

Ku Jian looked at their paled faces blankly.

“Too Late.” she flashed across the stairs to the panic of the rest. She was making her move again. This girl was a killer, the kind that brought chills to people’s spines. They could not stay still to be picked off by her.

“Move!” one of them ordered and they scattered in many directions. Just as Ku Jian made to touch someone, she felt a blow land on her back. Even though she had protected her back, the blow still rang through her organs. She retreated some steps down, but her opponents had no intension of letting her go.