The woman let out a soft hum and sensually dragged her fingers along the dagger's hilt, her touch slow and teasing as if savoring the moment.
Airi's eyes flared with rage, teeth clenched tight, and with a growl, she twisted her body, her sword swinging up in a sharp slash toward the woman.
But in the same breath, with a graceful flick, the woman twisted the dagger savagely in the opposite direction, driving the blade deeper and wrenching it sideways inside the wound.
A horrible crunching sound echoed as the blade wrenched her flesh apart.
"AAAGH!" Airi's scream tore through the air.
She shoved herself forward, staggering away, her body shaking hard. The dagger slipped free, left behind in the woman's hand, dripping red.
The New Horizon members gasped, eyes wide with horror.
"AIRI!" Crest shouted, starting to run toward her.
Ronan cursed, already rushing forward.
"Move!"
Lyraen's face went pale.
"We have to get her out of there, NOW!"
