04 stood frozen as her sickle hand was still pressing against Lucius; neck. She was in disbelief as her proud attack was stopped by Lucius and she didn't even know how he did it.
Lucius only smirked as he reached the sickle hand with his left hand and gripped it, pulling it away from his neck with ease while mocking how weak she was. "You thought that would work? How disappointing."
04 was tensed with anger as she heard it and without hesitation, she drew a dagger from her belt with her free hand, aiming directly at Luciu's unprotected head, thinking that nothing could stop her.
But Lucius was also fast and used his right hand to grip her wrist before the dagger could make contact. The two locked eyes and scanned each other.
Lucius smirked as he tightened his grip on both her arms. His strength was undeniable, and the bulge in her chest didn't escape his eyes.
