I instinctively threw my arms up to shield my face.
The sickening sound of tearing flesh echoed in my ears, but the agonizing pain I anticipated never came.
Drip. Drip.
Warm liquid splattered onto my skin, immediately accompanied by a familiar, clean scent of fresh soap.
I froze. Looking up in a daze against the blinding sunlight, I saw a tall, imposing figure shielding me completely from the danger.
"Ethan..."
I whimpered, my voice trembling as I breathed his name.
He didn't seem to hear me. Keeping his eyes locked on the assailant, he delivered a brutal kick right to the man's chest.
The knife flew from the attacker's grip as he was lifted off his feet, crashing heavily against a tree behind him.
The crowd fell dead silent for a few seconds. Then, a squad of police officers fina
