Several others near it also recoiled as if struck by a painful frequency.
Dante and Talia exchanged confused glances.
Bella stared at her own hands, trembling violently.
Suddenly, she was reminded of the words her sister had once told her... words that resurfaced at the most unexpected moment.
In fact, shortly before her sister had died, she had told Bella that her origin was not simple at all and that Bella's true identity was different from what she believed.
She had even promised to reveal everything once Bella turned twenty-three.
Back then, Bella had not understood what her sister meant.
And after her sister died, so unnaturally, so abruptly, Bella never got the chance to learn what those final cryptic words truly meant.
Now, watching those zombies flee in terror, Bella clenched her fists so tightly that her knuckles turned white.
Instead of feeling even the slightest joy... something she should have felt... she only felt remorse and a deep, clawing pain.
