Chapter 92 Infallible

• Dread welled and swirled in Diana’s gut like a raging waterspout in the sea. It almost made her squirm in discomfort, but she fought hard against the urge. After all, it wouldn’t be good to show even a sliver of fear to any of the vile scumbags. She would rather eat dirt than give them the satisfaction.
• ‘This cannot be the end,’ Diana thought in mild despair.
• But so far, seeing how things were quickly unfolding at the moment, the tides were clearly not in their favor.