Chapter 257 The Lady Of The Lake

• Tyler lay sprawled face-down in the shallow river, hanging onto life. The icy water lapped at his bruised and battered body. The edges of his vision darkened as blood trickled from a dozen wounds, staining the stream.
• 'How did it come to this?' he wondered helplessly. 'Am I not supposed to be the strongest in the world?'
• Just yesterday, the young man probably had the time of his life—sex with a goddess. Now, he was about to die, burdened with innocent deaths.