Elize adjusted her satchel as her hand went to the dagger she had strapped in a belt around her waist.
The man veered to the left and Elize followed him. All at the once the drunkard who had touched her earlier when she was going to the opium den confronted her again. The man held her hand and dragged her all the way into a tabernae on the right, where he started groping her. Elize elbowed him under his chin and then kicked him in his knees. She didn't know when but the whole thing got converted into a brutal brawl. Before she knew what was happening, she was fighting brutally with the drunk werewolf.
