Chapter 184

Clara wasn't about to hold back either. She whipped out her dagger and jumped right into the chaos. First, clean up this bunch — then Austin's next! The dagger gleamed coldly, sliding through the air with deadly precision in her hands. Like a flash of wind, she darted across the clearing. One clean stab — straight into a man's chest. Drip— Her blade, now soaked in blood, let crimson drops fall onto the grass. The clashing of steel and the thuds of combat filled the air. Clara's silhouette darted between shadows like a ghost. Over half of the dozen or so mercenaries were already down, courtesy of her. Some had their throats slit clean, others had bones snapped like twigs. Dead or broken — either way, they were out of the fight. There was a fire in Clara's eyes now. Ever since leaving the Northmoon Family, it'd been ages since she cut loose like this. She dashed forward, grabbed one guy by the shoulder — crack! The sound was sharp and sickening. Her fingers were like talons, crushing bon