Grace's legs almost turned to jelly as his attacking stance faltered and he barely kept himself from falling down by leaning on his sword that was now lodged in the floor of the wooden cabin.
"Ohh~ let's see for how long you can maintain this rebellious attitude when I have your little sparrow in my hands." Nelson smiled wickedly as he taunted Grace into attacking him. He knew that Grace wouldn't dare to attack him with Taylor's life in his control. He just sought pleasure in Grace's misery. Nelson had hated this man quite a lot because of Clara. Grace was the protector of the hateful woman who kept getting in between him and the goddess in his heart; Violet.
Grace was gritting his teeth furiously and his face had turned red in anger. He looked like he would pounce on Nelson the moment the dagger on Taylor's neck retreated.
"Looks like you have guts. You don't even care what happens to your little girlfriend here. Maybe it is time to teach you a lesson."
