Achlysa, who had just been about to leave Millim heard it. It was clear as day. The melodious sound that strummed her heartstrings. There was no doubt in her mind that it was him. And whether it was a trap or not, her body could not deny her the opportunity to sprint to his aid. Through the faint string that still attached them, she was able to find him.
A dagger was in his chest. Information flowed into her brain. And in mere seconds, Bendra’s beast had informed her on what had happened. His voice had been a trap but it wasn’t to capture her but to save him. Achlysa could smell his blood on one of them. She attacked the woman to prevent her from interfering before stalking her prey.
She was intending to savor this moment. She wanted to hear him scream and plead for mercy but she could
