Ivana Bennett's skill, Lucas Walker was painfully aware of, given her proficiency, the fact that her opponent had been able to cut her hair revealed just how dangerous and frightful the situation had been back then.
He couldn't even bear to think that if the knife had deviated a few centimeters up, he might have truly lost her.
Although this was just a hypothetical scenario, it still caused him a kind of searing pain.
"I will never let such a thing happen again, never again, never again..."
His big hand held her little head tight against his chest, as he murmured those four words repeatedly, not as if he was comforting her, but rather swearing a promise.
His heartbeat pounded in his ears a little too fast.
Feeling his emotions, Ivana Bennett extended two small hands, and patted his back comfortingly.
"It's nothing, didn't I lose no hair... no, I just lost a few strands!"
Lucas Walker took a deep breath, slightly let her go, and raised his hand to cradle her face.
