Kill me, Sel.

"Ignore the bitch, young one." Robert said as he spat harshly on the ground.

From the way he talked to the woman, Ansel guessed that she wasn't here for a good purpose.

He heard the woman speak to the guard in an inaudible tone before turning back to look at Ansel.

"You are a lucky man." The woman said with a pretentious smile before walking past Ansel to meet the old man.

As the woman's fingers wrapped around the slender needle, Ansel's instincts kicked in. He scrambled to his feet, his gaze fixed on the sharp tip.

The needle's enormity made Ansel's blood run cold. Its sheer size and menacing glint left no doubt that it was meant for Robert, and Ansel knew he had to act fast.

"Are you kidding me?!" Ansel exploded, his voice fierce with anger. "There's almost no blood left in him! You can't possibly take any more!"

He was mad at them for considering taking blood from the old man who they had inflicted so much pain on.

The woman's smile vanished, replaced by a snarl. "And what makes y
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