CHAPTER 64

Raella was busy sharpening her blade. What is the use of blades if it's a fight between guns? Well, it's easy to throw it to someone and she's been a fan of knives. It's her other half. 

She couldn't help but think why Madame has chosen someone who could mismanage the task instead of getting it perfect. What's the use of being her frontier if Raella's task is to check every hole? That's very unusual for her to assign her to that job. 

"Look who's here with a dejected expression. The Madame sure knows how to pick her warriors." An annoying voice disturbs Raella's peace. The voice was no longer unfamiliar to her as it everyday annoys her ears. 

"Shut the fuck up, clown," Raella answered as she continued to sharpen her blade. She couldn't be bothered by her. If she does, she'll kill her on the spot and she sure can do it.