The rusty knife pierced through Ryder's back, becoming stained with his blood as it entered his flesh. Blood spilled from the wound, tainting his clothes in a deep shade of red.
Simultaneously, Janus cast a soundproof barrier around the room, ensuring that no noise could escape its confines.
In the blink of an eye, the bloodied knife was completely gone, disappearing entirely.
****
Janus watched Ryder slump forward, his body weakened by the unexpected attack. He had expected Ryder to fight back, or to defend himself, but instead, he simply collapsed onto the desk, right above the book.
The marker fell on the table, slowly rolling down before eventually falling off the table.
Even Janus hadn't foreseen the knife working so effectively. This particular blade was one of the two knives created by his Elder Brother. He had never seen his brother use them either.
