The sound of wind, the sound of crying.
In the silent back door of the tavern, it kept echoing.
Devlin's tears, like knives, kept stabbing into Lucien Radcliffe's heart.
"Kill me."
Finally.
Devlin lifted his painted face, closed his eyes.
The corner of his mouth showed a smile of relief.
"You think I don't dare!" Lucien nearly hysterical!
She was suffering inhumane torture!
In that dark cave, living worse than an animal!
From the moment her foot broke the chain!
Lucien was destined to live for revenge!
Whoosh!
The white silk flew up!
Heading straight for Devlin's neck!
But Devlin not only didn't dodge, instead, he welcomed the white silk!
"With a father's death, may exchange for a daughter's lifetime of peace!"
Bam!
Just as the white silk was about to touch Devlin's neck!
Lucien kicked out!
Sending him flying away!
"Cough cough..." Devlin fell to the ground, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.
Severely injured.
