The instant the gunshot rang out, noise engulfed the entire venue. Unexpectedly, however, the shot did not hit Rhein onstage. Although the sound sent the girl's mind blank, she did not simply wait to die. She quickly realized she needed to find cover.
Until she knew the attacker's target, her priority was naturally to stay somewhere relatively safe and avoid being wounded by stray bullets.
Yet chaos arrived all the same... In her panic, the girl tripped over her own right foot, stumbled, and fell.
Exposing herself to a gun was extremely dangerous, especially before she knew what the attacker wanted. One mistake had put Rhein in peril.
Her body struck the floor with a thud. The physical pain was negligible, but fear flooded her heart when she realized her predicament.
At that very moment, the attacker hidden in the crowd began moving the gun, seemingly taking aim at someone.
A chill ran down Rhein's spine, as though someone had fixed their sights on her. Before she could even cry out inwardly, the world spun, her vision blurred, and she seemed to fall into someone's arms.
The next moment, she hit the floor hard again.
The fall left her even more dazed. Only after three or four seconds did she realize she had somehow ended up behind cover. She looked up and found herself in a man's arms-Jonas Wetting's.
Everything had happened too quickly for her to see his movements. All she knew was that some force seemed to have swept her up and thrown her here. Judging by their current situation, he must have seen her in danger and dived forward to carry her behind cover.
The cramped space left them in a rather intimate position. Feeling the warmth of his body pressed against hers, Rhein blushed. Whether from