Seraphina Sterling took a few twists and turns before ducking into a small alley.
"You've been following me for long enough. Time to come out, don't you think?" Seraphina Sterling had specifically chosen a deserted alley. This way, even if she got a little carried away, there would be no witnesses.
A group of young men appeared, dressed in ridiculously flashy clothes. They had it all: multicolored hair, earrings, and tattoos. More importantly, each of them gripped a wrist-thick iron pipe, glaring menacingly at Seraphina Sterling.
"Well, well, little lady. Not bad. You actually knew we were following you! Looks like you know you've done something you shouldn't have!"
Looking at the white-haired punk, Seraphina Sterling flashed a warm smile. "I really have no idea what I could have done to get on your bad side."
