"At this hour..." a woman's voice muttered from inside.
Just then, Paige Summers heard footsteps. Soon, Samuel Hughes, a man who looked to be in his fifties, appeared. He was wearing only a bath towel around his waist and opened the door, asking gravely, "What's happen—"
But before he could finish, a Short Sword was pressed against his chest.
Paige Summers, who had already pushed her way in, deftly shoved a medicine pill into his half-open mouth. Just over ten seconds later, Samuel Hughes felt his entire body go numb. His mouth, his fingers—every part of him felt as if it were bound by invisible ropes. He couldn't move an inch, let alone summon his superpower!
Fear washed over the man. He stared in shock at the person before him.
She was wearing a guard's uniform, but her face was clearly unfamiliar. 'Is she an assassin? What is she planning...?' His mind raced, but he was powerless to stop her from easily shoving him to the floor and walking into the inner room.
