"What should I do now? I did manage to knock them out, but now I feel annoyed since I have to wait for them to wake up. Thankfully, it should not take long."
Selene crouched on the edge of a nearby crate, arms crossed as she tapped her fingers against her elbow impatiently.
The two stalkers she had taken down were still lying on the ground, pretending to be unconscious.
She had given them fifteen minutes—more than enough time to wake up naturally if they were truly out cold.
Yet, they remained motionless, their breathing steady, their muscles relaxed in a way that told her they were faking.
Selene exhaled sharply, her patience wearing thin.
'Fine! If they want to play dead, I'll wake them up myself.'
Selene was generally a patient person, but she did not like to get tricked. Especially by these third-rated actors.