A voice cracked and full of anger, of a young woman who believed she had lost everything, she only had to cling to that pain, that thirst for revenge that made her blood boil so much in that instant.

—You have killed him! You took it from me! You deserve the same fate and I will see to it that you suffer!.—

Hey get up! One day you told me the same thing, remember ..? Now I am the one who demands that you stand up, or I promise to smash your face against the ground, just ... a small favor that I return.

She finished her sentence with a small laugh and an adorable smile, while she was reaching her hand towards the boy, waiting to be taken.

Under the cloak of the dark sky, the three were stealthily heading towards the marked place, however they would be surprised by a group of guards who were patrolling the streets. One of them quickly pushed Jean into a container begging her to hide there.

—What!? no way! do you want me to go into a container full of .. iugh .. what this sticky thing is supposed to be by the way.—