*Sizzle!*
That instant, the irritatingly-bright light suddenly went out amid a loud noise!
*Thud!*
The sound of a person ramming against another rang in the room.
Thales' Sin of Hell's River was activated in the darkness, and he became more sensitive to light, but he did not manage to catch what had happened. However, he felt the pressure on his neck disappear. Dean's dagger left his carotid artery and windpipe.
*Clank!*
The dagger fell on the ground with a clatter.
Thales tried his best to move an inch backwards. Like a man who just grabbed hold of a life-saving plank, he seized his own throat in unrecovered shock. As the Sin of Hell's River relieved the pain in his neck, he breathed hard.
*Clank!*
The sound of the bed crashing against the closet was clear, and it was followed by the sound of intense fighting.
"No!"
