As she couldn't breath, her face started to turn red. Her forced to stab him also weakened. However, before she lost all of her consciousness, she let go the dagger of her left hand and caught it with her free right hand, her movement was something that Leader Mo didn't expect, he just realized it when the cold blade had thrust his neck.
Suddenly, Senja felt someone pulled her backward and her face bumped into a cold armor. She couldn't struggle her way out as she was too weak from the lost of oxygen.
Behind her, she could hear a faint bone- cracking sound a soft thud, like something had just fallen to the ground.
Somehow, the person who held her felt so familiar, as she lifted her head, she found the familiar face and the angry eyes were looking back at her.
"What are you doing here!?" He shouted angrily. Despite his livid expression, the traces of concern and worry graced his chiseled face.
