Death Before Dishonor! 2

All too suddenly, a crack splintered through the white void. Shamsiya covered her eyes against the sudden brilliance as a splitting headache pounded through her skull, and distorted her thoughts. The crack widened, then shattered into a giant explosion. A powerful force descended, and she flew with it as it yanked her consciousness out of the void of nothingness.

"How is she?"

"Demon Lord, the woman is now out of danger."

"Hm. You did well. Stop by the Treasury for your reward."

"Thank you for the grace, My Lord."

"Alright, you can all disperse."

"Thank you, My Lord!"

Shamsiya groaned painfully. Her ears throbbed from the enthusiastic shout of those around her. Creasing her brows, she tried to open her eyes, but found the task excruciatingly agonizing as a stab of pain pierced through her chest.

Curses! It hurts like hell!

The pain, without a doubt, was a clear sign of her failure to commit suicide. And by the sound of it, the damned Demon Lord had a hand in it.

At the thought, a sens