Chapter 53 - Silver coins

Isadora had never met someone as skilled as this scarred man. The only person who could probably be at par with him was the likes of Sir Gareth and the elite knights of Crescia. She was now having a hard time defending herself; she didn't have the luxury to attack. The man was using the daggers expertly as if it was a thing he was born to do. Had it not been for Isadora's fighting skills, she would have already been dead. The man could always target a crucial spot.