"P-Please…"
'Who…?' Reon thought, his eyes fluttering open slowly.
"Please don't hurt him… I beg of you... Please..."
Mei Lin's trembling voice reached his ears. She was kneeling in front of the group leader—a bulky man with two scars slashing across his face.
Her short hair fell over her eyes, hiding her expression.
"And why shouldn't we?" the leader replied coldly, his tone devoid of empathy.
'Right… I was hit in the head with a metal club. I let it happen to sell the act, but damn... that bastard hit harder than I expected. I blacked out for a few minutes.'
'What's the situation now? And… why the hell does it feel so tight? I can't even move my arms.'
Reon glanced around, blinking the blur from his eyes.
He was bound tightly to a tree, thick ropes digging into his skin.
"The Gang Leader promised me you'd just rob them and let them go," Mei Lin said firmly, though her voice wavered. "If you break your word, I'll tell him everything."
