The fear the man was feeling at the moment was overwhelming
Just when he thought his time had come, a slender hand reached out and grabbed the machete by the handle. The tip of the machete stopped right in front of the man.
Bringing the machete to the man’s neck, Arielle asked indifferently, “Whose time did you say was up?”
The man was trembling in fear. His face was as pale as death. “M-My own… No, please. I’m sorry! Please spare my life!”
Jared, who had just opened his eyes, was looking confused.
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