Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom novel Chapter 1218

Anya was stunned by the sudden turn of events, and I shouted, "Anya!"

Arton reacted quickly too. He dropped what he was holding and grabbed Anya, running toward us.

The lobby erupted into chaos. People scattered in all directions, screaming and ducking for cover. Some even fell to the ground.

I dared not look back, but I could vaguely sense gunfire behind us, aimed at us.

Arnold pulled both of us with him and ran toward the bar, where the back entrance would lead to a safe passage.

But just then, Arnold stumbled, his body jerked, and he suddenly let go of my arm. I was flung away by the momentum and fell to the ground. I heard Hana exclaim, "Arnold!”

I quickly looked at Arnold and saw that he had been shot in the upper arm. He ignored his injury and pressed Hana against the wall behind the bar. Then, he reached back to grab my ankle and pulled me toward him, hiding us behind the bar.

"Arnold, you're injured!" I shouted. He shielded me, extending his injured arm to protect us. The sight of blood flowing from his arm was disturbing, and his face had turned pale.

"Shh." Arnold gestured for us to keep quiet. We listened intently to the sounds outside.

The gunfire continued outside the entrance, and many people crowded around us. After all, there were not many places in the lobby to take cover.

The lobby had descended into chaos, with screams and cries filling the air. Some people who had been shot lay on the ground, screaming in despair.

I looked around at the people hiding here but couldn't see Arton or Anya. I felt worried. This place didn't seem safe. If the assailants broke in, they would probably come here first, and that would bring dire consequences.

Someone who had been wounded in the leg fell right in front of us. People screamed and recoiled, pushing us back.

The gunfire continued relentlessly, indicating that there were also people shooting from inside. Otherwise, the assailants would have stormed in already.

I realized now that the person who had rushed in earlier, the man Atlas had sent to guard us, must be holding off these attackers.