“Let me try.” Guy said and pulled a dagger from his shirt sleeve, slicing it across Jason’s arm.
Instinct had Jason flinching again and crying out. Zachary finally released his hand and Jason shot off the sofa like he’d been stung by a bee.
“You’re right, he’ll be in no danger at all,” Zachary frowned not so sure that meant Jason would be any help to the team or Tiara if they were attacked.
“You’re all insane!” Jason yelled before inspecting every inch of his hand and arm. Suddenly the same dagger came sailing through the air, hitting him blade first right in the chest before harmlessly bouncing off and clattering to the floor. “Stop!”
“You’re open season Superman… at least until we teach you to stop flinching.” Guy laughed.
“You mean I can fly?” Jason asked stunned.
“No, you ninny,”
