While Sebastian was watching him tremble throughout his body. Flynn tried to stand on his knees, but it was useless. The drug running through his system was making him weaker and weaker.
Sebastian was waiting for someone. It would be a big surprise. A big one.
After a few seconds, the air changed; the wind in the air became stilled like the sea, and the atmosphere itself became quiet and still like the calm before the storm.
The sounds of footsteps echo through the air, and it gets louder and louder. Sebastian lifted his head and saw a silhouette of a man coming out of an alley. The person was carrying something—a sharp blade.
Sebastian lowered his head to Flynn and smiled. The smile alone was enough to bring a chill through Flynn's system, and he could hear the footsteps behind him. He wasn't sure why, but he felt a cold chill, sweat forming on his back.
