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Panic flickered across the intruders' faces.
"Prepare yourselves! She's within this room!"
Scarlette walked leisurely across the space and sat back down on the sofa she had occupied earlier.
Snap.
Her invisibility dissolved.
She crossed her arms, leaning back, eyes cold and indifferent.
"It seems," she said icily, "that all of you are eager for death."
Weapons were drawn instantly.
"Scarlette Overland!" one shouted. "By order of the High Councils, you are to be eliminated!"
One of them shouted sharply, his voice cracking with forced courage as he lowered his stance and gripped his spear tightly. Without waiting for further orders, he lunged forward, thrusting the spear directly toward Scarlette, aiming to pierce through her chest.
Scarlette remained seated.
Her eyes stayed closed.
