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Alphonso keeps a straight face while feeling the cold touch of the breeze on his skin while Lady Paisley silently follows him from behind.
Her face looks so down. She couldn't wash away the uneasiness that is flowing in her veins as she silently wheezes.
Thankfully, the sunlight of the dense forest is helping Lady Paisley rationally think and decide.
As they continue to hasten to the east, they suddenly feel a brush of silent wail, begging for help.
Winter halts, hiding his body in the trunk of the tress.
What is unacceptable in their sight is---
The fact Lady Genesis is hugging Lady Avery's lifeless body while getting stab to her left shoulder by a man holding a sword.
Right after, the man throws his sword away from their reach, deeply satisfied.
Blood streams down f
