Chapter 369 She Died at My Hands
- Could it be Sam?
- The thought of this possibility made Finley leap to his feet, charging forward. His eyes locked on the sharp knife in the man's hand, about to descend on Elain's leg. With a burst of speed, Finley surged forward and grabbed the man's arm.
- The man, noticing Finley had somehow entered his cave, viciously swung his hand, slicing across Finley's arm.