Chapter 83: Elite – Marilyn the Executioner (2)

Though slender in form, the arrow sliced through the air with a roar like a massive blade. “Get down!” “I know!” Sonia and Felice hit the ground at the same time, a torrent of Darkness screaming past overhead and tearing through the stone wall like it was rice paper. Felice glanced back—there she was, that woman in the gray mask, closing in with calm steps. Her right hand held the bow, and with her left, she tore another page from the sacred book at her waist. “Here it comes…