NovelBookChapter 581 Strange Puppets Just then, Jean narrowed her eyes. Without warning, she reached out and clutched the hand Sarah had placed on her shoulder, using every ounce of strength she had.
A sharp jolt of pain shot through Sarah's fingers. Her face twisted in agony, and she instinctively took a step back.
Jean focused all her power into her grip, as if she intended to crush Sarah's hand bones completely.
Sarah nearly cried out; she twisted her wrist, trying to yank her hand free.
Jean didn't stop her. She let Sarah pull back, hurting her hadn't been the point.
She just wanted her to stop following her. Taking advantage of the opening, Jean broke into a sprint and veered off to the side. She reached out and-pushed what appeared to be a metal wall.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtTo her surprise, it sank inward.
It looked like a wall at first glance, but it was actually a sliding-metal door.
Without hesitation, Jean shoved it open, slipped inside, and pulled it shut behind her.
Her eyes darted around. She didn't see any kind of lock on the door.
These hidden wall panels seemed to be a common feature in this building. She waited a moment, but Sarah didn't follow her in.
No idea what's going on behind that door, she thought, but at least Sarah's off my back. That's good enough. Jean turned around and found herself facing a dim, vintage-style corridor. Elegant murals stretched across the walls; a few flickering candles lit the space unevenly.
She let out a long, steady breath and moved forward.
After she passed through the hallway, her surroundings suddenly opened up. She stepped into a vast courtyard; above her was a deep, ink-black night sky.
But what she saw in the courtyard made her draw in a sharp, involuntary breath.
The green lawn was packed with figures.
Jean didn't know how to describe them. Should I call them puppets? Or robots? Their shapes resembled humans, but Jean could tell, they weren't human.
Each one looked like a cold, lifeless machine, wearing the seerie, emotionless expression.
She took a step forward without thinking, accidentally stepping on a loose stone. A crisp clack echoed through the space.
In an instant, the puppets turned toward the sound. Their lifeless eyes snapped to her in perfect unison.
Jean clenched her teeth. A chill ran down her spine as goosebumps prickled her skin.
Being stared at by a horde like this took sserious nerve...
Chapter 581 Strange Puppets The next second, it was like something had activated them they began marching toward her, în pere formation. Like a crashing tide, Jean's face went pale. She turned and bolted.
Faced with this kind of enemy, she knew she didn't stand a chance; running was her only option.
Just as she fled through the dim light and shifting shadows, a suddenly and m grabbed her wrist. Startled, Jean yanked her arm back. But then, a soft chuckle reached her ears. "It's me." It was Ludwig's voice.
The taut string in Jean's mind finally snapped loose.
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She looked up toward the sound. Ludwig was gazing at her with am gentle smile, his eyes glinting with moonlight. In the next moment, his arm hooked around her, and she was swept into his embrace.
Everything spun. She barely had tto react before she found herself sitting with Ludwig atop the om courtyard's high wall. Together, they looked down at the bizarre horde of puppets below. to access chapters of early and in the highest quality.
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