Chapter 43. No Wavering

Her gaze was fierce and intense, with heated rage dancing in its depths, and she caroused in the fact that she had ended Elder Zev.

She looked down at herself. So much blood. She was soaked.

Soaked in Elder Raul Zev's blood, an idea suddenly sparked for her next victim.

Aakifahlynn quickly took out a handkerchief from her satchel and frantically cleaned the remaining residue and tissue off the palms of her hands, and she could not help but let go of a sound of excitement at her new idea.

It was better than what she initially planned for victim number two.

Then she did a preservation spell and quickly stashed it in her satchel.

Aakifahlynn did another quick spell to erase every trace of her from his person, which included her essence and scent.

She then looked at her surroundings.

However, there was a dark shadow obscuring her view of the streets.

Aakifahlynn panicked. What was that? She did not sense anybody approaching or f