Meanwhile, Debra was still tied up in Donoghue’s tent in the Raksasa Tribe camp.

She looked languished. Donoghue was not around, and Shentel’s body had also been removed. It was dead silent, but Debra’s heart was racing like strong wind and huge tide. She was not able to calm down.

‘My sister is dead. What’s going to happen to me now? Donoghue is cruel and fierce; he won't let me go easily,’ she thought, having completely given up.

However, at that moment, the sounds of footsteps came from ou