Chapter 12 Eleven

Angie Pichardo 1.4k words

Leela stepped backward, deeper into the heart of the forest, feeling cornered as her sharp gaze dissected every inch of her enemy.

With silent precision, she drew her dagger just as they lunged at her.

In mere seconds, they surrounded her—but they dropped one by one, bleeding, as her blade danced with...

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