C46 Chapter 15
Zainn
Beads of sweat start to fall from my temple down to my chin. The heat from the sun is hitting me firmly in the back of my head. And a soft breeze pass by giving a slight coolness to my heated skin. But my firm grip in the cold metal in my hands never cease while my gaze do not move from the water bottle situated on top of a huge rock a meter away from me.
A loud bang echo through the air