Zelda felt like she was watching everything in slow motion. She was sure that it was a properly planned assassination. She was talking to Ralph and, in the next moment, she felt a throbbing pain on the right side of her head and felt something wet flowing down from her forehead. The rustic smell entered her nostrils and she was sure that it was blood.
The emerald-eyed was trying to keep herself awake, but she couldn’t. She started feeling her energy being sucked out of her body bit by bit painfully. She saw Ralph hadn’t lost consciousness yet and wanted to call his name out despite her eyes slowly closing. Before she could do that, she was thrown to the other side of the van and her head was hit to the other side. Another throbbing pain burst from her whole body, and she finally felt lik
