C42 Escape

Raven lifted her head, forcing herself to meet Nema’s cold, piercing gaze. The dim torchlight cast eerie shadows across the stone walls, flickering against the wicked smirk stretching across Nema’s lips. She stood a few feet away, bow in hand, an arrow already notched and aimed directly at Raven’s heart.

“No one is coming to save you,” Nema sneered, her voice dripping with venom