Though worried, Keira Leaf understood she couldn't help him.
And as the tense string snapped, dizziness gradually overcame Keira Leaf; noise echoed around, and waves of unbearable cold rushed at her again, causing her legs to weaken.
Not long after, the sound of Zachary Armstrong punching the wall resonated again from the room outside the door, followed by the clattering of a kettle rolling off the table.
Keira Leaf didn't go out; in such a dire situation, even if she was worried about Zachary Armstrong, she didn't want to joke about her own safety.
Soon, footsteps sounded, and Zachary Armstrong entered the toilet again, his gaze on Keira Leaf intensifying, his eyes bloodshot, with the previously indelible black turning fiery red, as if possessed by a demon.
Keira Leaf gripped the door panel tighter, almost certain he would charge at her.
But to her surprise, Zachary Armstrong forcefully restrained himself once more, rinsed himself off, and turned around to walk out again.
