Chapter 29

I let Sarra help to sit on the floor. Now I have a gun. What to be afraid of? It doesn't matter if a woman has to deal with a man.

Alex, he's not my best friend anymore. But the enemy in the blanket. I pointed my sword at Walter. He parried it with his hand. I drew the sword. Instantly fresh blood flowed from his hands and wet the floor. But the man seemed to feel no pain at all. He looked at me hatefully while clenching his injured hand. Alex stepped closer. I pointed my sword at him.

 "Don't dare you!"

He raised his hand.

"No. Bevy, we can talk about this."

 "I don't know you and stop calling me 'Bevy', D*nm it!"

 "Alright."  He was getting closer.

 I stepped back and got more and more cornered.

 "There's no way out, Baby! You'd better give up."

 I kept my guard up while pointing the sword at him.

 "Gemme the sword!"

 Aware of the increasingly cornered position