"Death is inevitable." the force of her weight on Reina, her target had been secured, and her master would be very pleased but just as Reina was succumbing to the pain, someone's voice flew into her ears. She had heard that voice before. It sounded like…
"I dont think so!" With a powerful roar, Ren launched himself into the air, his body twisting mid-flight as his foot connected squarely with the masked assassin's face. The impact was like thunder cracking the stillness of the frozen battlefield, sending White Rose hurtling backward. She crashed into the ground with a thud, rolling several feet before coming to a stop.
Ren wasted no time. He knelt beside Reina, whose arms were still pinned by White Rose's daggers. Blood seeped steadily from the wounds, staining the ice-crusted ground beneath them. Without hesitation, he yanked the blades free, eliciting a sharp cry from Reina.
