But my attention wasn't on that scene; it was on the person who roughly hoisted me up and slung me over his shoulder. I couldn't even move due to the pain shooting through my injured shoulder. I was bleeding and in agony!

"W-where are you taking me? Put me down!" I yelled at him, punching his back, but he didn't falter. He only ran faster and faster, the chaos of the situation echoing around us.

Forcing myself to look up from my crouched position, I lost hope when I saw more of Don Damien's men converging. Bullets flew in all directions as the shootout with the police intensified.

"L-let me...