32: Debt Collector

Alexa “Ugh!” I groaned aloud as pain surged through me. My back burned, and I felt warm liquid seeping out. The icy rain couldn’t counteract the heat from the wound on my back. But I didn’t give up. I got up and elbowed the man’s face twice, hard enough to distract him for a fraction of a second. Forcing myself to endure the excruciating pain, my hand pulled the dagger from my back. ‘It hurts like hell!’ Mythril screamed. When the dagger was removed, in a swift motion, I swung it toward my opponent’s face, leaving a deep cut on his cheek. I twisted his arm, which was still holding onto mine. I leaped onto his shoulders. Both my legs locked around his head, causing him to collapse to the ground. I drove the dagger into his neck, directly hitting a vital point. Another man got back up. He pointed a gun at me. My hand instinctively grabbed the dagger from my fallen opponent to defend myself. ‘Channel the magic!’ Mythril urged, pushing energy outward. In a split second, I focused my energy