Chapter 156

Helena felt the blood trickling from her wound, her heart racing, as the men who had attacked the village of Dinar approached. She looked at them, walking slowly in her direction. They were so confident in her death that the taller one stopped to refill his water, while the other, who had injured her leg, continued toward her with bloodthirsty eyes.

Helena couldn’t believe she had escaped the fire in the tavern only to die here, at the hands of those men—just men.

The man without a beard, who seemed younger, leaned down and grabbed her by the hair, dragging her body away from the water while she screamed.

He threw her violently onto the rocky ground and crouched down, his face inches from hers as he held her by the hair.

"Your beauty is extraordinary, but people like you shouldn't exist. You're polluting the human world."

He slapped her, making her instantly dizzy.

Then his hands tightened around her throat.

Her air was cut off as he