Chapter: 419

Norah found herself torn between laughter and tears, acknowledging the professionalism of the mercenaries hired by the Sacredice.

“Alright. Thank you," she replied.

Norah gestured toward the makeshift bag. "Did you arrive in a car?"

“Yes, we did."

“I need to borrow it. Give me the car keys," Norah requested, taking the keys and swiftly departing without a backward glance.

Exhaling in relief once Norah was out of earshot, the two men in black robes exchanged observations.

"That woman's presence was chilling. She's more terrifying than Xenia."

"Xenia doesn't hold a candle to her. She nearly gave me a heart attack. By the way, how do we get back later?"

“We have motorcycles, don't we? Don't forget the keys.”

Leaving the scene behind, Norah drove the car to the hospital as the sun began to set, casting warm yellow rays into the building through the cracks in the windows.

Spotting Norah, the nurse at the front desk couldn't contain her excitement. "You're back, Miss. Your friend was stable this afternoon.

She's awake now. Would you like to see her?"

"Don't follow me," Norah replied curtly as she passed by the nurse, who wrinkled her nose at the scent of blood trailing behind Norah.

Pushing open the door to Alice's ward, Norah found Alice lying on the bed, staring blankly out the window.

Seeing Alice in this state tugged at Norah's heartstrings.

Norah couldn't shake the memory of Alice's vibrant energy when Alice first picked her up at the airport. The girl now lying on the bed seemed completely transformed from her former self.

"Alice, look what I've brought for you," Norah gently announced, hoping to brighten Alice's spirits.

Norah tossed the package onto the bedside table and, anticipating potential stains, had preemptively laid a plastic bag beneath it.

Alice turned her attention to the package upon hearing Norah's movements and was immediately struck by the potent smell of blood.

Norah carefully untied the bundle with her slender fingers to reveal a grisly sight. It was twenty fingers, the sight of which was undeniably horrifying.

Sitting up a bit, Alice's face lit up with an unmistakable thrill as she stared at the macabre collection. With an intense look, she questioned, "Norah, are these from them?"

"Correct. Here's the video," Norah confirmed.

Norah retrieved her phone, hit the play, and the room was soon filled with the sound of the men's excruciating cries.

Alice's excitement grew with each scream, her gaze wild with a touch of insanity. “This is perfect!"