Dora's hand slowly grabbed Erick's, the latter surprisingly showing no resistance, although not willingly. He couldn't move an inch, completely paralyzed.
In front of him, Dora's wounds closed in an instant, the purple color on his body completely disappearing.
He got up slowly, without letting go of Erick's hand, and took the dagger from his shoulder.
He then examined the weapon in all its forms, finally letting go of Erick who stepped back for a moment.
He had attacked Dora on purpose, and all this time he was brooding on his revenge, he was only working for this moment, he had inflicted numerous wounds on him, without hesitation, but the moment his target showed hostile behavior, his resolve slowly fell.
"Take it back."
"Uh?"
Dora glanced at him and handed him his dagger, Erick looked at him in confusion and gritted his teeth.
"Don't fuck with me! What is that?! How did you..."
"I said... take...it...back."
