"What do we have here? A hero to save the damsel in distress?" The guy slipped his hand into his back pocket while speaking. His movements were smooth and he pulled out a knife. Myrtle's face became uncomfortable.
"Let us see who gets the beauty." The guy clicked his tongue and with rapid motions swung the knife at the guy who had stopped him. Just when Myrtle thought she would hear a painful groan the guy stepped out of the shadows and landed a swift punch on the shoulder of the guy holding the knife.
"Ack…" The knife slipped out of his arm and he groaned painfully. Arlo kicked him out of the way and he landed on the ground defenselessly.
"Princess, Are you okay?" HE asked in a concerned tone. Myrtle wore her stone expression and gave him a nod.
"You think I will let you get away with this?" HE spoke painfully.