That was harsh!
Why can't he tell her who he see her as?
The more Zadok moves closer to her the more she freezes and get stuck to the ground.
Finally, when he climbs off the last step and the space between them is turning to a congested one, Zyla takes a step back.
But Zadok doesn't let her foot land on the ground before he strongly takes her hand. Feeling his fingers move on her wrist makes her body wanna just... Just roll on his flat body already.
His soft hand moves on the skin of Zyla, caressing her cheek and he is entangling his fingers in the hair strands of Zyla.
"If you wanna kill me, you can do that now, I'm all up"
Zyla feels a heavy and rough metal weigh her down at her left hand side. The man yearning for his death drops in her palm a very sharp knife that can be used to stab three people at a goal.
"Do it. Do it, Zyla" he is so persistent about this killing thingy, that Zyla is wondering why she even told them her reason for coming here.
