“I know what your here to do, Soldier,to kill me. But no one kisses their knuckles before it hit’s my cheek. Double think this.” She gave him a warning, like he needed it, He was fearless, everyday he’s given a mission, him dying is the last thing on his mind,
“I don’t need your warnings.” He grumbled before throwing the knife right at Darlene testing her, the knife just inches away from her face grazed her cheek, the cut so slight and but a bare slice, she kept her breathing steady as she felt warm blood drizzling down her pale cheek.