Ch–73 Cursed Pt-1

The door closed behind her. The blood dripped from her sword. She took a deep breath and turned towards the sounds coming from the end of the hallway. It was a mixture of both the innocent and the black knights. Her body was burning with the rage of plunging the sword into any black knight she can find. She moved back and pulled the wooden box towards the gate. She pushed it in front of the door blocking it.

The shadow came closer to her ears. ‘Let’s quench our thirst.’

Her pupils went unfocused, her legs moved towards the people. In front of her, the figures were standing in black armor and their open clean swords trying to pacify the guests running out of the place. There were more in number than she noticed. But it did not matter.