He roared angrily at Hope.
The girl crawled away from him until her back hit a tree behind her. When the sight of this man loomed in, Hope recognized him as the man from the bar. He was the one who stared back at her then.
Hope wanted to stand up, but fell back to the ground with a grunt. Apparently, she hurt her ankle.
The man didn't bother with her as his veins bulged out when he clenched his jaw tightly to ready himself from the pain that was about to kick in, as he pulled the dagger out of his arse.
He wailed in pain when the dagger, that was drenched with blood, managed to get pulled out. He tossed it aside and stomped a couple of time, in hope that the pain would stop.
In another time, Hope would apologize to him. She didn't think straight when she stabbed him in that place, but for now, her mind was reeling to find a way to escape from this man.
