Knife Drop 소설 & 이야기

My response was a fearful shake of the head. “She will kill you! You need to fight. Can you do it?” ‘I really don’t know if I can or not.’ Nadine sighed, and in secret, she took out something. “Keep it hidden and put it in your pocket. Use it when you really need it.” Uncertain and apprehensive, I listened as Nadine discreetly handed me a small, 20 cm military knife, its blade sharp and intimidating. “Remember, it's between your life and her life. She really wants to kill you.”

I blinked, trying to see what was happening, and Kral had already made several bloody holes in Nick. Kral's black shirt was stained with blood, and the knuckles on his knife hand bulged. Each time he made a cut, it was precise and quick, and there was not a trace of hesitation or emotion in his movements. A dull thump rang out, turning the white hilt of his knife red.

He put it back immediately, it felt too comfortable. The second roll contained a set of crocodile shears, a lead sprinkler, and a tongue tearer. James swallowed and felt nausea overtake him. The third roll contained a single knife with a razor-sharp blade. It was beautifully engraved. The name came to him, Ling Chi, or better known as the knife used for the thousand cuts torture technique. Dave groaned and James turned around, he would not be caught unawares again. The fourth roll remained unopened on the table. James entered the cell and looked at Dave. Dave seemed confused and was looking around.

Something fell and made a clanking sound. Ciara looked down and behold, it was the same knife she had knocked off her attacker’s hand.

It was a pair of eyes peering into the back of her head. Everybody got in their fighting stance on top of their bikes. They knew the power of Lisa's intuition. Krisan even pulled out her Dagger, The Dagger's handle was black and had a black golf ball-sized energy core where the handle and the blade met. Curiously, the blade was not metal but pure energy with black vapors coming off of it. The dagger looked evil and ominous; the aura coming off of it made everyone feel a shiver down their spine.

K's getting hit on again by another guy. You've gotta be shitting me.

She replies as she unbuttons the jacket, to reveal rows of pockets filled with knives of different sizes and types. “ Looks like they are really busy. There's none here. We could possibly leave the school without encountering one. ”Kira says as she peers further down the stairs. “ Okay! ” Sophie replied. “ Let's go. They're weaker during the day, just don't let them bite or scratch you. ” Kira continued. They cautiously walked down the stairs. On reaching the first floor, Kira immediately throws one of the knives in her jacket at a fiend before he could turn his head to them.

Nick says picking up the brittle looking cutters. He walked back to Nick and held them up. “These are not very sharp, but I think we can get them to work.” Nick takes them and tries to open the cutters. He barely got them loose and started to walk back to the truck for some wd-40. He sprayed the cutters and grabbed a knife sharpener. Once the cutters moved freely he started to sharpen the blades.

So pretty with pure silver blades, black leather handles and all sizes from a small paring knife to a machete. “I ain’t saying shit! Might as well kill me now!” He barked “Oh, you will be dying today. The question is how long it will take. You see, Alpha Kyle has a certain way about doing things and I am anxious to see how long it will take you to die. It is pretty painful so it could be quick or it could be very very slow. Like days slow.” “Doesn’t matter. I ain’t fucking saying shit!”