The attackers surged again from the right side, fast, unnatural and without essence.
Their moves were different from the attackers on the left and the man who had engaged them in a talk at the onset.
Stella's eyes narrowed.
Her thoughts raced. She watched the fight unfold before her while she analyzed it all. Different moves and attire meant they are different groups.
But they all had the same purpose.
To take her away.
Her gaze drifted to Lucas, his attack had been fierce and with his speed the battle should have tilted to their advantage…supposedly close to winning.
But surprisingly, the attackers from the right only lost consciousness for a moment and then they surged forward again.
And the pattern of their movement were all the same, they move at the same time and stop at the same time.
Being in such sync should be close to impossible …unless they are….
