With a flick of my wrist, I summoned my sword and held it inches away from Hora's throat, the sharp edge glinting ominously in the dim light of the cave.
"Now, you have two options," I said, my tone cold and unwavering. "One, you can crawl back to your masters and tell them that you failed to eliminate me. Or two, you can stay here and suffer the consequences."
Hora's eyes widened in fear as he realized the gravity of his situation. He knew that he had underestimated me, and now he was paying the price for his arrogance.
With a trembling hand, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a small vial of potion, offering it to me in a desperate attempt to buy his freedom.
But I merely shook my head, a cold smirk playing on my lips. "I don't need your pity, Hora. Consider this a lesson learned."
With that, I sheathed my sword and turned around to the cave, However, that was the moment Hora waiting for.
