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Leon’s regret at causing her wound was replaced by his instinct to survive when she goaded him about taking revenge. His thoughts rushed with memories and his desire to find his lost sibling. His focus sharpened as he watched her taunt his with the knife, believing herself in full control of the situation. He composed himself as she settled her position and leaned down, her breath running across his face. With a shiver, he smiled disarmingly at the woman. “I think…” He whispered. “You shouldn’t get so close!”
His left hand shot across his chest and grasped the woman’s wrist more forcefully. He flexed his powerful arm, forcing the blade away from his eye. Leon did not leave a gap, using his left arm to raise his torso and snap at the woman’s throat threateningly, forcing her further back. Once he had a semblance of balance, the man put his left hand against her stomach and used both his arms to throw the woman over his back, twisting his own torso to add to his momentum. As soon as her weight was off him, the Timber spun to his feet and recovered his Naginata. He spat some blood from his mouth, rolling his tongue over his teeth. He hadn’t lifted her enough, and had caught a knee to his muzzle. “I can not die while Crimson Dreams is in danger. If you want revenge, you should wait till then.”
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