When the World Ends, She Begins novel Chapter 49

Braxton wanted to snatch the knife from Olivia's hand, but it was too long. She swung it so fast it almost left afterimages.

If he reached for it, he could lose an arm.

So he had no choice but to keep swinging his hammer. He couldn't hit her, but at least he could block her from getting closer.

Every time the hammer clashed against her blade, sparks flew.

Both of them swung hard, and for a while, neither could get the upper hand.

Olivia grew anxious. She hadn't heard a sound from inside the apartment this whole time. She slashed at Braxton while shouting toward the door.

"Ms. Ashford! Are you okay?

"Ms. Ashford! Answer me!"

Braxton panicked. If Olivia woke Natalie up, he was done for. Rage surged through him. He swung the hammer with all his strength, smashing into Olivia's knife.

She had been distracted, and the impact knocked the blade right out of her hand.

Her heart sank. She bent down to grab it back.

But Braxton wasn't about to let her. He raised the hammer high and brought it straight down at her head.

Olivia gasped and stumbled back. Her foot slipped off the stair edge, and she tumbled down, crashing onto the landing between the 13th and 14th floors.

Braxton sneered. He rushed forward, eager to finish her off.

But then—click.

The steel door behind him creaked open.

He froze and whipped around.

...

Natalie had been woken by Lucky scratching at the door.

At first, the dog hadn't worried. To her, Natalie was unbeatable, like a general who never lost a fight.

But this time was different. She'd gone to the door, then everything fell silent. Outside, Lucky heard banging, voices, and fighting that didn't sound like her.

The little dog sniffed the air. Natalie was close, just right outside—but she wasn't moving.

Smart as he was, Lucky instantly suspected something was wrong.

He barked wildly and clawed at the door, desperate to get out.

Inside, Natalie stirred. She had held her breath in time earlier, so she hadn't inhaled much of the knockout gas. Lucky's barking finally dragged her back to consciousness.

Let's see what tricks they've got this time.

The ruthless witch had woken up.

Coward. Always playing dirty tricks, but when it comes to a fair fight, he runs. Slippery bastard.

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