She scrambled to her feet and rushed toward it. But in her blind panic, her foot caught hard on the hem of her own heavy, dirt-caked silk robes.
She violently tripped.
With a yelp, the Third Wife went completely airborne, her hands wildly flailing. She knocked the table, launching the heavy porcelain jug straight into the air like a catapult.
A massive wave of freezing water splashed directly onto Heena's face. A split second later, the heavy jug flew through the air, violently hurtling toward Heena's head.
"AHHH!" the System shrieked, diving out of the way just as the ceramic jug smashed into the floorboards mere inches from Heena's ear, shattering into pieces.
The digital lion floated up, clutching its chest in sheer horror. "Damn this woman! Is she trying to save our girl or finish the assassins' job?!"
But the violent splash of water did exactly what it needed to do.
