Previously:
My instincts kicked in and without thinking twice, I locked the hand between my back and right hand while used the other one to put a dagger on the throat of the one who had dared to touch me.
Whoever the f**k it was, they were already dead.
With a dagger to his throat and his hand locked in a complicated way behind my back, I suddenly felt my tricks reverse back on me when I felt my hand holding nothing and instead felt my foot leave the ground.
A muffled noise came from me when I was halfway falling but it didn't go in vain and a hand came to wrap around my wrist. I finally gain a sense of the situation and the first thing I heard was his voice.
"Now, that's not how you treat your saviour." a dangerous look played on his face.
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A low gasp escape
