Love At The Wrong Table

“Perish! You’re all going to perish!”

Yosef’s eyes darkened, his demeanor shifting into a sinister aura, transforming him into something otherworldly.

Abellyn shivered in fear.

Blake finally understood that a dark force inhabited this man, explaining his eerie presence.

“Go, you wench! Run!” Blake snapped, urging Abellyn to flee for her life.

Yosef lunged at her with a broomstick!

“D*mn it!”

Blake couldn’t stand by as Abellyn faced danger, so he bravely stepped in to shield her from Yosef’s attack.

However, Yosef’s agility surpassed his own, allowing him to swiftly evade Blake and position himself in front of Abellyn.

Abellyn was so frightened that she almost wet herself, quickly turning and running away!

She knew all too well that this man intended to take her life!

Yosef aimed to strike a fatal blow at her back, determined to erase her existence!

But in a crucial moment, Blake intervened, deflecting Yosef’s broomstick with his nunchaku, granting Abellyn a chance to flee!

the opportunity, Yosef delivered a finger thrust, striking Blake’s elixir field directly.

the resilient Blake felt a searing sensation in his abdomen, as if it were on the verge

the house and thrust

window and fled for his life, unwilling to engage in

the tables on me. I refuse to

Somebody, please!”

a panic, her cries for help echoing through the neighborhood,

didn’t think Yosef was a bad person. Instead, they were puzzled by Abellyn’s erratic behavior.

a wheelchair wheeled towards her, his voice thundering, “Where do you think you’re going,

“R… Ryder?”

face drained of color, trapped in a desperate predicament.

truly follow me all the

did I do to deserve

an end to

grip on reason, swung his hand

ago, the dynamics of their argument still

“G-Go to hell!”

behind him, using his wheelchair as a shield against the approaching Yosef, and then dashed away without

with this aged adversary might be

a scream echoed from behind!

turn around, only to witness

“What… is happening…”