Chapter 84; Emergence.

Ivorie's scream echoed in the silent Archives hall. By instincts, she dived to the side, avoiding Martin's fangs by a heartbeat.

Ivorie wasted no time. She dashed towards the direction she had dived to and bolted. That was what her brain could give her at the moment– run.

“Help!” She yelped, hoping someone would hear her screams and come to her rescue. She stumbled upon shelves as she ran, not daring to look back.

Suddenly, as she made a turn by a shelf, she came face to face with Martin.

The scream of horror that escaped her mouth was almost deafening.

Martin roared loudly, displaying his horrid fangs and gold glowing eyes. He grabbed her by the shoulders, gripping her with his claws.

Ivorie wailed, her eyes widened in horror.

She had been caught.

She gasped once, her breath seemingly failing her. She gasped again for breath and again. It was as though her consciousness was slipping from her.

She became scared. The fear in her was at its peak. It was at the point where she couldn't