[b]The silence of the firing and flash reduction made Damien a ghost... And by the time she arrived at the pillar, he was leaning against another pillar not far off, reading a newspaper upside down.[/b] [i]"Question for you. How much gold are you wearing?"[/i] [b]He asks, looking for something on the paper that was seemingly in a stupid spot.[/b] [i]"Like karat wise. It looks expensive. You royalty?"[/i] [b]With a flick of his wrist, he launched a small knife in her direction, the blade twisted and serrated. But something was off about it... Damien didn't seem like one to just chuck a knife.[/b]