©NovelBuddy
Previous chapter:
Chapter 6. Selection (1)
Next chapter:
Chapter 8. Selection (3)
PREVIEW
... when he opened his eyes again, he could still see a dull little stone through the shimmering light. It was smaller than a golf ball.
“Aah! Is that a real sword? What if I get cut?”
“Miss! Some chunk of metal just popped out. Do you know what this is? It’s heavy as hell!”
The woman in the tight pencil skirt had received a razor-sharp sword. An old security guard, squinting through weak eyes, held what looked like a riot shield straight out of a SWAT team arsenal.
“ ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE

























