No Going Back

The flash in her eyesight came from her gut, as the boy was able to sucker-punch her without her even noticing.  It felt harder, much harder, than what should have been possible for a boy of his age... but he was no ordinary boy.  Before she could catch her breath, his hand gripped her's, holding the kunai, and another impact brought her to her knees.  No doubt the ankle was no damaged.

To her fear, the kunai rested against her face, her hand having been weakened enough to release it.  She was shaking, breathing heavily, as Arata showed her just how far he had fallen.

He taunted her, saying something that was obviously true; she had never hurt anyone with it, and had very minimum practice in it's use.  She felt the cold sharp edge running down her cheek, to her neck, and fear demonstrated just how close to death she was.  She was kneeling at the precipice.  

The prick almost went unnoticed compared to the constant pain she had, but the trickle of blood was not unnoticed, and she glanced down to see her light sundress dripping with dark red.  It looked like this was it... the end.

She screamed as the blade tore down her neck and into her collar, before ending at her shoulder.  She quickly reached up with her good hand, holding down the cut as the floor started to pool with red.  

Arata didn't care, he calmly used her own dress to clean the weapon he used to strike her down, and then packed it away.  The boy was gone, leaving just the breathing of the young woman as her lifeforce started draining away.  She quietly wished for Arashi to find her, as her world spun and faded.

It was by luck that her scream was heard, and the palace guards came to Arashi's room to see the woman lying on the floor.  Shouts rang out for medics and healers, and finally the call the made to wake the Princess.  There had been an attack in the Palace.

(EXIT Tsuji - NPC, no gains allowed.)

Exit, Approved