Wham!
Jaspreth couldn't avoid that, even if he wanted to. But strategically, he and Sharmaine fell to the ground with a grunt.
Their attempted escape would have been caught if Sharmaine didn't alert him of oncoming footsteps.
In haste, they both tied each other's hands in a loose knot. Jaspreth made an effort to hide the sword and his wound.
There were no traces found of it except for the slight pain he could now pain as his wound grazed on the rope.
"I'll give you another chance to tell us where the rest of your friends are. If not, I would have no choice but to resort to another tactic."
Jaspreth spat the blood from his mouth. He looked at their captor in the eye.
The other guy had grey eyes, one that could pierce a person in place with his deadly glare. But not Japsreth.
In fact, the other guy couldn't compare to Xenon.
If it had been Xenon who caught up with him and Sharmaine, he might be a little scared right now.
