Navana stared at me through pale eyeballs, her curled lips uttering unheard words as she played with her fingers. She was trying to cast a spell. I charged at her before she could finish, and let out a growl of annoyance as my claws cut through the air. She had faded into the mist.
Huffing silently, I moved my eyes in search of her, my claws already stinging in impatience, "Show yourself, you unpleasant creature!"
"As if you are any better." I heard her say into my ears, and I groaned in pain as a sharp object dug into my side.
"You won the last time, Ryker." Navana said, "Now, I will show you why the last laugh is always the best!"
I pressed my fingers into my side and pulled out the dagger. Blood gushed like a stream of water. It had gone in deep. This was no ordinary blade. Its fam
