The Protector

The reason behind that was simple. The box contained ten fingers that had been chopped off, and they were still oozing blood at the time.

If Zoey wasn’t mentally strong, she would’ve passed out right then and there.

Sylas, on the other hand, remained calm.

“I’ll go deal with this. Don’t worry,” promised Sylas before she took the box away and took the secretary to the infirmary.

“Ms. Lopez, this is obviously their doing!” claimed Sylas with a grim expression on.

She had thought that her job as a security guard would be simple, never would she expected to encounter something that serious on her first day.

That was fine for her, though, because it would’ve been too boring otherwise.

“Ms. Lopez, should I go deal with the perpetrator?” asked Sylas.

Sylas was a warrior, so she was fearless.

“No, you can’t go!”

The phone in the office rang at that moment, and Zoey went to pick it up.

The unfamiliar voice of a man came through, “Is this Ms. Zoey Lopez?”

“Yes, and who are you?” asked Zoey.

so forgetful. I sent an invitation twice yesterday, and you’ve already forgotten about

an icy expression settled on her

you received my gift?

threatening me? Well, too bad, because I am

are the first person who ever dared reject my request, and I admire

Beep! Beep! Beep!

hung up

long breath of

was eerily pale at the time, and she’d be lying if she said that she

I got bloody fingers today, so what’s next? An arm? A

and she was so terrified that all the color drained

seemed that she had gotten herself into a heap of

go to him?

already starting to raise her white

about making a bigger mess

happened,” said an employee suddenly as he rushed

“What’s wrong?” asked Zoey.

discovered Barry from the sanitization department on the washroom floor. All ten of his fingers were chopped

“What?”

Boom!

blank, and even Sylas

“gift”