The woman was heavily injured, but as long as the knife wasn't pulled out and she was sent to the hospital right away, there was still a chance she could be operated on and saved.
If the knife was pulled out, there was a chance she would die of blood loss.
When the old man got close enough, however, he hesitated.
The woman was lying on the ground, and that black-and-white figure was standing next to her with the dagger in its hand.
Luke turned around and looked at the old man with his dark eye sockets. He then tilted his head to look at the dagger that he had just pulled out, and then at the wound on the woman's stomach.
Pondering for a few seconds, he said, "Why don't I put it back in so that you can pull it out again?"
The old man: "…"
The injured woman: "…"
