"Wait—"
"Caleb Sterling!! Calm down!"
"Hey hey!! Be gentle..."
"We can't do this—"
"You need to see a doctor..."
Help, help!
Will someone save me!?
Sierra Summers, drenched in sweat, tried to stop Caleb Sterling's actions, but no matter what she said, she was just a gentle girl with only two arms, managing to pin down one of Caleb's hands was already a feat.
She couldn't even protect her little dress; of course, looking at their posture now, things were extremely dangerous!!
Danger!
High danger!!
Sierra Summers' forehead practically had "Help" written all over it, and Caleb Sterling, much less to say, was extremely dangerous.
Sierra Summers had never seen Caleb Sterling so out of control, unmasked in front of her like this, not just in his expression or actions; his entire aura was different.
