When you attack an animal, it's natural instinct is to fight back.
Ru wasn't any different. Before she even saw who was the one stabbing her, her hand had already stretched out and used the violent force to shove the person back. The attacker flew off and his back hit the wall behind before he fell down coughing blood.
A trail of blood was also dripping down Ru's mouth. She lowered her eyes and held the hilt of the dagger that had pierced through her stomach. As she pulled out the shiny dagger painted in her own blood, not a single scream came out of her mouth. But her breathing had changed the tempo.
Staring intently at the dagger in her hand, her brows knitted together. It was familiar. Very familiar to her.
"R... U...!"
