In the silence, there was only a light sound, like a bouncing ball, as a head impaled with a dagger fell from the air. It tumbled in the pool of blood and finally came to a stop, its dull pupils fixated on a crack in the ceiling.
Beneath countless splattered crimson stains, the walls, the floor, and everything else had become unrecognizable.
Two mutilated corpses fell to the ground with a muffled thud, revealing the dark figure standing between them, soaked in blood.
Huai Shi shook the blood off the axe blade and picked up the weapons from the ground. Then, he quickly walked over to Hela, cutting the ropes binding her hands.
Hela looked at him in astonishment, disbelief in her eyes. "You came to rescue me?"
"No, you need to run yourself."
