"Oh? You're better than I expected," the man said with a playful smile. "But that's as far as it goes. You won't be able to defeat me."
He pulled back his dagger, twisted his wrist, and aimed the sharp tip at Kamari's shoulder blade.
Kamari reacted in time and dodged, but the blade still grazed her skin, drawing fresh blood.
"It hurts…" she whispered, gritting her teeth.
The man gave her no chance to recover. He leapt into the air, twisted his body, and drove a kick into her face.
Caught off guard, Kamari was struck head-on and sent flying to the side.
Without pausing, the man rushed forward and plunged his dagger into her shoulder.
Kamari had no time to evade and let out a pained groan.
He twisted the dagger, deepening the wound and intensifying her agony.
The overwhelming pain made her body go rigid. At last, unable to endure it any longer, she lost consciousness.
"What a weak maid," he sneered.
He pulled out the dagger, and blood flowed freely from the wound.
