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!

seizing the opportunity, Yosef delivered a finger thrust, striking

searing sensation in his abdomen, as

then retrieved his sword from the house

the window and fled for his life, unwilling to engage in further

turned the tables on me. I

me! Somebody, please!”

a panic, her cries for help echoing through the neighborhood, stirring concern among

the neighbors didn’t think Yosef was a bad person. Instead, they were puzzled

a man in a wheelchair wheeled towards her, his voice thundering, “Where do you think you’re going, Abellyn? I won’t let you slip away

“R… Ryder?”

drained of color, trapped in a

me all the

to deserve this,

put an end

swung his hand at Abellyn,

their divorce some time ago, the dynamics of

“G-Go to hell!”

his wheelchair as a shield against the approaching Yosef, and then

swordsman, but dealing with this aged adversary might

scream echoed from

only to witness Ryder being impaled through the heart by

“What… is happening…”