"Sir Randel! What's the matter?" Eli hastily asked the exhausted Randel in concern.
"The Spectre has deduced your identity... They're on their way now to capture the Lady!" Randel said in panic.
Shock filled the entire crew of the grievous news. Eli was frozen stiff and panicked. Her complexion became pale as beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. Her shiny dark eyes were now dull, dim and blank.
"Why must it be at this moment?"
With her voice shaking in anxiety, she uttered aggrievedly. She stared at her two weak hands that weren't even a threat to someone like the members of Spectre.
She wasn't ready. She wasn't even able to know how to increase her strength in order to escape from the threats around her. Why now? What must she do?
This was the very same feeling she felt the time her mum collapsed and slowly succumb to her sickness.
'Why do these situations always come when I am not ready?' '
Am I going to be helpless again?'
