Taking the knife from Andrew, I let my finger slightly graze the knife, wanting to check its sharpness. The knife was small and a bit blunt, but still sharp enough to cut your finger.
"Are you sure about this?" I asked Violet, seeing her quickly nodding in response. She didn't even take a minute to reconsider her decision.
"I am," she said, holding out her hand, waiting for me to hand her the knife. Her purple eyes looked straight at me, and not a single hesitation was seen. She wasn't scared of hurting herself, but she was scared of letting those people turn into puppets. Right now, nothing else matters if it means saving them.
I sighed.
She's right. The reason why we're here in the first place was to save these people, so there shouldn't be any reason not to save them now that we've finally found a way to do so. I'm sure anyone would do the same if they were in her shoes.
