Thanh Van took a cautious step back. The low-hanging chandelier scraped at his spine. When he took a breath in, it was then that he realised how cold the air was, near collapsing his lungs.
The strips of LED lights of the bar were hanging halfway on the floor now, the eerie glow framing Kruger's head, bouncing off the broken shards of the jar.The white light outlined the NPC's tall form and made the blade in its hand gleam dangerously.
Thanh Van was given only one option as the air whistled and the knife lurched towards him - SCRAM!
Thanh Van swung the chandelier at the NPC, successfully trapping the arm and knife between the many hanging jewels.
It bought him enough time to scramble over the sofa cushions and straight towards the bedroom!
He could hear the entire chandelier being torn off the ceiling, the shards tinkling wildly in the dome room.
