CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FOURTEEN.

"place your hand on the porch over there" he muttered in a low tone, she delayed a bit, stretched her hand with an eye close but Alex pulled her hand further to touch the porche and it sprang open. The sound it made startled her that got her feet hiding behind him while eyes could faintly discern the shape of a sword. Alex view the object that emerged out of the opened porche, he attempted to take a step forward in order to hold it but he was struggling to move, it was then he ascertain that Evelyn was holding on to his shirt and hauling him back unintentionally.

"Oops, sorry" she said having realized she was still holding on to him. Her eyes trailed on him as he touched the tip of the sword.

"What's that? I could see it's no ordinary sword" she began pinning some points as Alex pulled his gloves.