She let him walk around her, and their eyes met once again. Its looks seemed to threaten him but he did not budge.
His grin widened. "You should just point a gun at me. That sword will only make you suffer."
She touched the sharp part of the sword that is not made by an ordinary metal, with the point of her finger. "It's sharp and dangerous to handle such things. Especially if the person holding it is ignorant."
"You've crossed the line, Montrell. Give me enough reason not to do it." Its language.
“I’m an expert when it comes to sharp objects so I know if it can hurt or kill me,” she said, playfully tapping the sword. In a few moments, the color of its eyes changed.
"And in your case, you will not be the cause of the end of my life tonight." “How can you even think I can’t afford to i
