The dark elf's expression became grave when he noticed that the man's hand caught the dagger before it could even hit Talia.
He immediately realized that he had wasted too much time here and proceeded to run.
But Viktor's blood was still boiling as he forced himself to get up and threw the dagger right at him.
Some of his odic force unconsciously transferred towards the dagger as it whizzed through the air at a tremendous speed, enough to cut the air in front of it, and the dark elf also heard it whizzing towards him.
But the dagger was heading towards him so fast, the dark elf only got barely enough time to almost dodge it and…
*Slick!*
The sound of flesh being easily sliced through echoed subtly, and the dark elf was horrified to see that four of his fingers got cut off!
"Aargh!!" The dark elf grimaced as the stinging pain coursed through his nerves, though he was easily able to neutralize the poison.
