"No." His reply came clearly, and his voice echoed throughout the entire graveyard. "I can't do that, sorry."
The man let go of Shizuka, who stumbled backward. I could hear her struggling against another assailant, begging him to take her back. The dark-haired man approached me once more, grinning as he stopped right in front of me.
He pointed his sword toward my throat.
"You should have done well to listen to your father. You belong to me."
"Please, please let me go…" I pleaded desperately, tears beginning to blur my vision and my throat closing in fear. " "If you don't let me go, I'll scream... Please, I won't be quiet at all…"
His grip tightened slightly on his sword and I saw a faint glow from the blade before he moved it away, placing it on his side once again. He placed his hand on my shoulder and pulled me behind him, shielding me with his body.
