As Lyn flashed in front of him and said her words, Faolin dodged to the side. Lyn felt his meaty hand on the back of her head in a second and he slammed her face into the front of the tank. The impact was...
Well, she was hit so hard that it seemed like her pain had gone away. Her vision was a blur as she was concussed, and she felt her blade get knocked out of her hand as her sight cleared. Then, she was turned around and her back slammed into the tank as a firm hand grasped her throat and she felt the heat of steel hover at her neck. Faolin looked her in the eyes, a sadistic grin growing over his face.
"Hehehe. Time to clip your wings little bird." He told Lyn as she felt the heat of the blade start to burn at her throat. She could barely see past Faolin as if her vision could only focus on what was in front of her, which would be the man who would kill her.
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