Evelyn's leg snapped forward as she delivered a brutal front kick. Her feet landed on the woman's face, resulting in a few teeth flying off.
"Arrgghhh!"
The emaciated woman screamed, her body flying and crashing into the utensils present in the room.
Thud, clink, clank.
The sound of steel echoed as she rolled there.
"Mngh... gghh!"
Groaning in pain, her fingers tightened around her face as she clutched her jaw.
Blood—now hers—dripped from between her fingers due to her lips bursting and teeth breaking.
The reason was standing near her like a looming reminder of something brutal about to come.
Tears trailed down the woman's cheeks as she turned to look at the blood-drenched redhead.
Why did she hit her? Just a moment ago, didn't she kill all the men?
But why her all of a sudden?
The woman didn't know, and she didn't want to either. As something else had overwhelmed her senses.
Fear and, worse of all, pain!
And she didn't like pain.
