The insect plague is here!
Staring at the scene before her, Stella Sterling's gaze was cold.
Her mood was foul. In fact, it was worse than foul—she was on the verge of rage.
Over the years, she had cultivated a great deal of self-control, and the bloodlust in her heart had faded significantly. Unless someone provoked her, it had been a long time since she'd had such frenzied thoughts.
She had even found herself wanting to do good deeds much of the time.
Recently, she had even started to think of herself as a good person.
But now, a tyrannical impulse flooded her mind, making her want to lose control, to vent.
She knew something was wrong with these emotions.
In the past, though she'd had similar urges, her mind had always remained clear.
But at this moment, she could clearly feel the manic rage boiling inside her.
Taking a few deep breaths, Stella Sterling tried her best to calm down.
But her expression remained grim.
The insect plague!
'The one thing I hate most!'
