GOD'S HELP?

Zoe closed her eyes as she anticipated to hear the guns fire at them. 

Her heart was pounding wildly against her chest. But to her surprise, she didn't receive a bullet anywhere on her body, nor her nose sensed smoke from their guns. 

"I guess God wants us to live." King Artair mumbled, making Zoe lift her head in wonder of his statement.

She already accepted her fate. With their current situation, they have no way of getting out of that. They were already cornered and outnumbered. Terra is already in chaos. 

As much as she wanted to hold on, seeing everyone in a doomed situation dampened any hope in her heart that things will be better. In fact, an inkling desire to meet her parents has already crept up in her mind.