Dead Lock
Éditeur: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Miss Mirror was severely injured, and she wouldn't be getting back to her feet anytime soon. Blood continued to trickle past her lips, but luckily, her lifeforce still seemed stable. She was wounded, but not dying.
Han Sen turned around and looked at the blonde girl, and he noticed that she had turned around to look at him, too. They stared at each other, only a single step separating them.
"What the hell is happening right now?" Han Sen wondered. His heart was pounding like it was about to jump out of his chest, and he considered teleporting to the sanctuaries immediately.
This blonde girl had just executed a deified elite as easily as Han Sen might step on an insect. Attempting to fight her would be a death wish. Han Sen didn't want to die, so he didn't attempt to fight back or make any moves that the girl might interpret as aggression.
But when Han Sen saw the girl's eyes, he resisted the urge to hop back to the sanctuaries. She didn't look murderous.