"Not running anymore, I see? Why'd you stop?"

"This is karma, Veron Lange. You betrayed the Sect Master and attacked him unwarned, and now you have nowhere to run! This is the price you have to pay, serves you right!"

"That's right! Follow us back, and face the sentence the Sect Master will impose on you!"

The mocks of the crowd rang on and on. Veron's face flooded with indignance and rage.

She bit her lip, facing the crowd of Five Poison Sect disciples. Coldly, she threw out, "I betrayed Skylar Blanc? He killed my mother. That is nigh unforgivable. I was doing him a favor just now by sparing his life."

"Going back with the lot of you? I'd rather die before that happens!"

With a flash, Veron charged into the crowd.

"Surround her!"

"Yes, let's ambush her all at once!"

Seeing Veron still daring to retaliate at this point, the disciples began battling with her with a loud cry.

It was still manageable for Veron at first, but that quickly changed.

The disciples were beginning to