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Chapter 189: The Masked Man
Pain. A sharp, unrelenting pain coursed through Ayla’s body, dragging her back from the dark abyss of unconsciousness. The world spun as her senses slowly returned to her. She could hear the faint sounds of people calling her name, but they felt distant, muffled, as if they were coming from the other side of a thick fog. Her body ached from the impact, the debris crushing her side. Her head throbbed with every beat of her pulse, and her chest felt tight, making it difficult to breathe.But the most prominent feeling? Fear. The overwhelming sensation of dread. She wasn’t sure why, maybe it was the nightmare of being buried alive, or maybe it was the suffocating weight of the world crashing down on her. But she could feel it, creeping along her spine, crawling under her skin.Ayla’s hand instinctively reached for the wound on her side, but when she pulled her hand away, her fingers were slick with blood. She looked down, blinking through the haze of pain and confusion. The wound was dee
Chapter 188: A Choice of Fate
The chaos around Ayla seemed to stretch into infinity. The building continued its violent collapse, each step further plunging them into an even darker, more uncertain future. The shrill, creaking groans of the structure echoed in her ears as debris rained down. She could feel the vibrations in the floor beneath her, and every nerve in her body screamed for her to move faster.The stranger she’d pulled from the wreckage was limping now, his injuries slowing him down more than he would have liked to admit. Blood continued to seep from his wound, staining the floor beneath him with every step. He had no choice but to lean heavily on Ayla for support, his breath coming in ragged gasps.Ayla’s own pulse was thunderous in her ears, her thoughts racing. They had no escape. No way out. The building was slowly being eaten alive by the destruction, and they were trapped deep within its heart.But then, just as she was about to push forward, a voice, a desperate, strangled cry, reached her ears
Chapter 187: The Countdown Begins
Ayla’s fingers trembled as she clutched the stranger’s bloodied shirt, pulling him closer. The rumble of collapsing walls and the acrid stench of smoke filled her senses. She tried to push the pain away, both physical and emotional, because they needed to escape. But as she glanced at the building around her, the weight of reality set in.The man with the rifle, or whoever he really was, had set them up. He’d known they’d come this way. He had anticipated every move, every step, and now the walls were closing in on them. They were trapped in the aftermath of an explosion, with no clear escape route, and barely any time left before the whole structure collapsed.Ayla’s mind raced. She had to act fast. She grabbed the stranger by the collar, trying to shake him awake. “Wake up! We need to move. Now!”His eyelids fluttered open, a sharp gasp escaping his lips as he groaned in pain. Blood continued to seep from his side, staining the ground beneath them.“Ayla…” he whispered, his voice ba
Chapter 186: The Ticking Clock
Ayla’s heart raced as she guided the stranger through the debris-strewn hallway, her every step cautious, calculated. The world around her felt like it was crumbling, and in a sense, it was.The explosion had fractured not only the physical structure of the building but her sense of security. Every corner could hide another threat, every shadow could be an enemy ready to strike.The stranger's breath was shallow, his weight leaning heavily on her. She had no idea how long they could keep moving, how much longer he could survive without medical attention. His blood was soaking through her clothes, his pale face pinched in pain. The grim reality was they were both wounded, and time was quickly running out.“We need to move faster,” Ayla muttered through gritted teeth, pushing herself harder.The stranger gave a weak, painful laugh. “You think? You’re doing all the work here.”His attempt at humor fell flat, but Ayla appreciated the effort. It reminded her that even in their darkest hour
Chapter 185: The Final Stand
Ayla’s heart pounded in her chest as she surged forward, the dagger in her hand gleaming in the low light. Every instinct screamed at her to fight, to survive, but deep down, she knew the odds were stacked against her. The man with the rifle was too skilled, too calm. She could see the slight smirk on his face, as if he were enjoying the spectacle.Her pulse quickened, the pain in her shoulder flaring with every movement, but she pushed it aside. The stranger was down—possibly dead—and now, she was alone.“Come on, then,” the man taunted, his voice cold and unwavering. “Let’s see if you have what it takes.”Ayla gritted her teeth, the fire in her veins burning hotter as she closed the gap between them. Her feet hit the stone floor with a determination she hadn’t felt in a long time. She wasn’t going to die today, not like this.With a swift movement, she lunged at him, aiming for his throat. But the man was faster. In a blur of motion, he sidestepped her attack, the rifle snapping up
Chapter 184: The Secrets Unraveled
Ayla walked in silence, the weight of the stranger’s injuries and the gravity of their situation pressing down on her. Her body was still trembling from the battle, but the adrenaline was slowly fading, leaving her exhausted. The sharp sting of her own wounds was a reminder that she wasn’t untouched by the chaos.The stranger, leaning heavily on her for support, wasn’t much better. His breaths were shallow, his face pale as blood continued to seep from his side. Despite this, there was a determined glint in his eyes, one that spoke volumes about his resolve. He wasn’t going to die here, not today.“I’ve got you,” Ayla said, her voice firmer than she felt. She glanced over at him, trying to maintain composure. “We’ll get you out of here, and then we’ll figure out what to do next.”He didn’t respond at first, his gaze distant as if contemplating something far beyond the physical pain. Finally, his voice broke the silence. “It’s not the wounds that worry me.”Ayla’s brow furrowed as she
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