"Come on, let's go," Lidia said, voice firm, no room for argument.
Her heart was still racing from everything that had just happened, but she didn't let it show. They had wasted enough time already.
Without waiting for anyone, she spun on her heel and marched.
Fast.
Determined.
Focused.
Or so she thought.
She had barely made it ten steps before she realized something was… off. The forest was very silent behind her.
Her brows furrowed.
Why weren't there any footsteps following her?
Lidia came to an abrupt stop.
Slowly, she turned back—only to see everyone still standing there, unmoving.
The knight, the villagers, even the bastard who had just tried to kill her.
All just… staring.
She blinked.
"What the hell are you all doing?" she snapped. "We don't have time for this!"
The knight crossed his arms and lifted a single unimpressed brow. "And where exactly do you think you're going?"
Lidia parted her lips to respond—
Only to pause.
Look around.
