Len Hawthorne bore the metallic taste in his throat, an iron arm wrapped tightly around her shoulder as he muttered, "It's okay."
Chloe Stephens looked ahead, and the so-called shadow was gone.
The enemy had shown themselves for the first time.
It wouldn't be too long before the next time.
Chloe closed her eyes and leaned against Len Hawthorne.
Feeling the person in his arms soften, Len Hawthorne was alarmed and picked her up horizontally.
The impact just now was too intense.
The Slaughter Squad and Stephens Family were also affected, being pushed back several meters.
When they came to their senses, they saw Chloe with a pale face, unconscious in Len Hawthorne's arms, and Adam Stephens and Alex Stephens rushed over in fright.
Her face was frighteningly pale.
Len Hawthorne whispered hoarsely, "She's okay."
She had just overexerted herself, temporarily fainting.
"Leave her to us," Adam Stephens reached out to take Chloe.