Rin tripped on something and fell heavily. He groaned when he fell.
He knew he hadn't just stepped on anything. He had been tripped by one of the hooded people.
He stood up again and ran as fast his legs could carry him.
He didn't know if he was running in the right direction but he knew that he was surely going downstairs.
But what he saw next shocked the hell out of him. He was already on the second floor when it happened.
He peered out of the window only to discover that the hood had already blocked the entrance to the house.
A sudden chill descended upon him. He turned back and swallowed hard, biting his lower lip as he was being stung by regret.
What was he going to do? There was absolutely nothing to do.
If he attempted to do anything stupid, he was going to die as well.
The murderous intent that reeled from their bodies was unbelievable.
Rin had never met a murderous intent of such magnitude.