Murim Recurve Chapter 151
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"Aaaaahhh…?" Her shouts came to a halt as Re'Kha recognised the face the appeared before her window. But, this was the first time she realised such a mellow face could express something sinister. She couldn't even fathom how something this twisted could appear on her face.
But, she recognised her. It was Swetha's mother, the person she had played as during her second exploration. She was just a regular housewife born and brought up in a regular family. She had average grades, studied in a local university, and got married when it was time for her to get married.
She then birthed her daughter, Swetha within a year and had led a pretty normal life.
'Just what went wrong for her to end up like this?' Re'Kha had zero ideas as to why. For, even when she played as the character, she hadn't sensed anything amiss, neither from the resistance posed by the character nor from the habits ingrained in her body.
There was nothing in her that painted her as a bloodthirsty gore pronounced individual.
Her cheeks trembled as her entire face was a mess; Re'Kha stared at the bloody face of the lady before her as she tried to talk. But, her voice failed to come out.
Swetha's mother tilted her head to one side as her widened eyes gazed right through the window, peering into Re'Kha as she seemed to be searching for something. A droplet of blood moved through her curved eyebrows as it cascaded down before falling into her eyes, turning the whites red.
But her eyes didn't even blink at this as she stared straight at Re'Kha. And, something seemed to be welling up within them.
Re'Kha immediately felt a sense of doom as her right hand finally grabbed hold of the car keys and twisted it, switching on her car immediately. Thankfully, her legs worked they acted on the instinctual motion of driving the car.
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Her left hand slammed into the gear, pushing it into reverse as her car sped immediately. This was the only way she could build up enough speed from the start with minimal gear change. After all, her left hand was still struggling to move.
The moment her car whirred into motion, the rear wheel on her right got punctured, causing her car to lose control as it began to spin. Re'Kha was unable to control it, for her right hand wasn't on the steering.
Moreover, her right foot was still pressing onto the accelerator. She wasn't able to pull it up immediately as the momentum built up by her car's motion caused whatever strength she had craned in her legs to vanish. Thanks to their weight, her right leg pressed onto the accelerator, causing her car to spin at a faster speed.
"Aaarghhhhh!" Re'Kha could barely shout as her car spun faster and faster, causing her head to spin as she was unable to make out the directions anymore. The car crashed into the palace walls as it thrashed about a little from the impact, denting its sides before the built-up traction in the tyres caused it to scrape against the wall, causing an ear-piercing before crashing into a tree.
The slam stopped it finally as her bonnet was completely dented. The force of the impact caused the airbags to come out and slam into her, almost knocking her out unconscious. The commotion alerted the people that had exited the hotel as they flashed their mobile lights, noticing her car and the blood-drenched figure of Swetha's mother.
Some of them rushed towards the car immediately while part of them rushed towards Swetha's mother. They were concerned as they had assumed she was also injured from the crash.
Swetha's mother and the car were only positioned three metres away, so it was a believable conjecture. In the darkness, they hadn't noticed the knife she was hiding in her sleeves.
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"Are you okay?" A man was the first to rush at her, stopping right before her in an effort to not injure her. Flashing his torchlight on her face to check her condition, the man frowned as the blood-soaked figure seemed familiar.
"Chaya…?" The man uttered as his words were cut short. For, piercing his chest was a knife, drilling into it through the gaps in the ribcage before piercing his heart. One stab and he was done.
An expression of disbelief was on his face as his body fell flat on the ground, causing a loud thud. Everyone stared at the scene in shock as they simultaneously directed their lights in her direction, noticing the knife in her hands.
"Chaya…?" Some of them frowned as they noticed her face, shocked at her complete transformation. Irrespective of what happened, Chaya didn't blink, causing her eyes to look red thanks to the blood that seeped into them.
Chaya, that was the name of Swetha's mother. As the airbag slowly deflated, Re'Kha peered through a hole in the windshield that had completely shattered from the crash, watching the familiar figure. Thanks to the light that was flashed on her figure, Re'Kha was able to fully take in the familiar figure that looked the same but exuded an entirely different presence.
Chaya slightly crouched as she stepped forth, slashing with her knife as she cut the carotid artery of the person right before her, causing him to clutch his neck as he tumbled to the ground. Her slash neither contained the strength nor speed of a killer or someone habited with such an action, clearly proving this was the first time she was wielding her knife like this.
But, her precision was different. It was as if she was a born killer, directly aiming at the places on the human body that lead to a swift death.
"What?"
"She killed him!"
"No way!"
"Is this Chaya?"
"She must be possessed!"
The onlookers expressed all sorts of emotions as all of them ganged up on Chaya, planning to pin her to the ground. But, she was like a slippery eel, with every contact with her causing the death of someone.
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