Anger reeled in her body, and she began to advance backward slowly but the men advanced towards her, giving her a lustful look that made her blood boil. She doesn't know how to explain it but the thought of men disgusts her, at the moment she wishes to slay all those men that had killed some of the witches. She steps back slowly till her back hits the wall, the men kept advancing until the first one that spoke raised his hand to halt all movements. "If you come near me, I swear to the goddess I serve, you'll regret it." She swore venomously, her breath becoming heavy and unsteady.The men looked at each other and another peel of laughter escaped their mouths. The one in the front began to advance towards her, covering a few inches.Zoey didn't move, she stayed there, her back seemingly glued to the wall... She waited for him to come to her, eyes burning with fury. "You're such a spitfire, let's see how good you are." He muttered, his voice husky and filled with hatred. He grabbed
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