Valerian wanted to move forward to counter the wind blade going after the girl's neck, but he could not make a difference at this stage. He closed his eyes with regret in his eyes, when he sensed a sharp pain in his torso. It was as if something had stabbed into his abdomen.
The young monk took a few steps back, and his eyes widened in disbelief. The girl he worried about stood holding a knife in her hands, dripping with blood. It was not only Valerian, but even the assailant was shocked.
She could not help but exclaim, "You survived that."
