Ruth held the man she knocked out against his horse and threatened to kill him if he refuses to take her to her mother’s barony. She has lost the memories of home and can’t recall the path that leads to home.
The terrified swordsman fired back at her. “Your fangs aren’t that scary and I bet your arse is stuck here with nowhere to go.”
“You will take me to my mother or I will have a taste of your blood too.” She released her grip on him and then pushed him to the ground.
Unknown to her the man reached out to a wooden stake that was strapped around his waist. As he was about to make a move against her, John snapped the man’s neck from behind. John's eyes turned blue as his heart started racing fast.
“You just killed the only source we have,” Ruth yelled.
“You are welcome.”
John pant
