Katrina’s POV
Five muscular men all lunged on me at the same time.
I abruptly fell on the ground due to the impact of the five of them. My head hit the ground with a lounge “pank!” sound and I felt very dizzy and nauseated.
I ignored the feeling and rolled at the ground and punched one of them with my left hand. I couldn’t let them kill me.
I lifted the pistol with my right hand and immediately fired it at three of them when they didn’t expect it.
Only two people were left. They lunged at me again and threw heavy punches at me and I felt like my bones were breaking. There was so much pain that I was already giving up.
“I said kill them” that not so familiar voice still sounded in my head and I am reminded of the first order that only one person would live.
The sudden need to live ov
