Let the chaos begin

"Where do you think you're going, Jack?" Lia asked in a soft yet teasing tone as she crouched down, tilting her head to look at him. Her gaze was calm, almost amused, as she watched him struggle.

Jack was coughing violently, his entire body shaking from the pain.

Jack spat out a mouthful of blood onto the ground and glared up at her, his expression twisted in agony and fury. What was that look for?

Because... Lia's gaze flickered upward, taking in the sight before her. His entire body was pierced with red swords, each one shimmering with a faint glow.

Oh, right. That was her doing.

The moment he tried to escape, she had riddled his body with swords, leaving him pinned like a broken doll.

"Y-You... You will pay for this..." Jack choked out, his voice weak but filled with rage. His body trembled, his breaths ragged, yet he still had the nerve to glare at her.