"Well that turned out to be easy"
Ezekiel's eyes widened as he immediately dropped her and staggered back, falling back to the snow in the process. His chest heaved, as he took deep unsteady breaths and stared at the woman in front of him, who was rubbing her butt with a pout.
Ezekiel narrowed his eyes as he looked at the woman who looked like Skyla yet it was not her. His face darkened as he gripped his hands into the snow, clutching a handful of snow and glared at the woman standing in front of him.
His face twitched in pain making him look down his chest and noticed the icy spearhead buried in his chest. Ezekiel gnashed his teeth as he gripped the spearhead tightly and pulled it out of his chest without another thought.
Blood splashed onto the snow, as he huffed fiercely and glared at the spearhead which was coated in his blood. Gritting his teeth, he threw away the spearhead and looked at the woman, who was smiling at him with her face.
