Chapter 3

"Jordan, wake up, please don't die! What will I do if you die?"

"I'll feed those bastards to the zombies sooner or later!"

I woke up groggily, opening my eyes to see my best friend, Cassidy, sprawled over me, her eyes brimming with tears.

I slapped her head, signaling her to get off; she was crushing the air out of me.

Cassidy immediately wrapped her arms around my neck.

"Jordan, I'm so glad you're not dead! If you died, I wouldn't want to live either!"

She slowly helped me up from the floor. I rubbed my throbbing head, offering her a comforting look.

Suddenly, I frowned, pulling her closer, my eyes fixated on a spot on her wrist.

"How did this happen?"

Over the past decade, Cassidy had trained relentlessly in combat under Officer Ryder, becoming virtually invincible.

Before she could speak, I rolled up the sleeves of both her arms.

A sharp gasp escaped me at the sight of numerous knife cuts, scars, and dense purple bruises.

Cassidy, who had just managed to compose herself, immediately burst into tears again, becoming a complete sobbing mess.

It dawned on me instantly. She was formidable; no one dared to harm her.

But what if the person who hurt her was the man right by her side?

"Today, Serena insisted on coming to the training grounds, claiming she wanted to spar with me. My blade hadn't even touched her when she threw herself onto it! And Officer Ryder walked in right at that moment."

The rest didn't need to be said. Officer Ryder must have accused Cassidy without even investigating, eager to avenge Serena.

At that thought, I forced my weak body to stand, gritting my teeth as I looked at her.

"I'm going to kill him!"