Chapter 71 Kidnapped

• Lyla’s pov
• I had barely managed to push myself upright when a shadow flickered at the edge of my vision. My heart skipped, and I turned too quickly, expecting to see the Crimson Witch, but instead, I was greeted by something far worse.
• From the dense thicket of trees, a group of figures emerged. Their movements were swift, coordinated, and eerily silent. I couldn’t make out much—just vague shapes cloaked in dark hoods. They surrounded me, cutting off all escape routes in a way that felt almost too practiced, too deliberate.