Chapter 107 - Value of Fallacy

Assessing his own situation was becoming the one and only retaliation he could rely on in the current situation: cornered, back against the wall of cold brick, and even though his hand already grasped the hilt of his trusty huntsman short sword, he could not bring himself together to snap—to go all out, dashing towards his sole oppressor with the threatening tip of the blade up front made his way smoother.