"Bang—" Sparkle grabbed the wine bottle and slammed it hard on the boss's head, then pulled Cheryl and ran.
"That bitch actually dared to hit me, chase them, I want both of them tonight, I must kill them!" The boss covered his bleeding head, roaring angrily.
"Cheryl, hurry…" Despite the turmoil inside, Sparkle tugged Cheryl and desperately fled.
Why hasn't Evan arrived yet?
"Sparkle, I don't feel well…" Cheryl wanted to run faster, but her body felt weak, lacking any strength.
"Hang in there, as long as we run out, we'll be safe!"
"They're over there, faster."
Seeing they were about to be caught, Cheryl realized she would be a burden and tried to break free: "Leave me, run by yourself, I'll only slow you down…"
But Sparkle held her tighter, encouraging her with a strained voice: "Come on, we'll definitely get out."
...
The two stumbled forward, almost reaching safety, yet they were caught and forcibly dragged back to the room.
