*DRIP* *DRIP* *DRIP*
The woman's eyes slowly went down as they looked at her stomach. There, she could see what seemed to be a sharp blade protruding from her stomach. Blood dripped from the blade to the ground as it mixed with the dirt and water beneath it.
Then, her eyes slowly looked up as she saw Talon. Half of his face was covered by the wet strands of hair. But, she could see it, a very cold and menacing smirk on that dark face.
Her eyes slowly trailed from his face to his neck where she could see that her blade did indeed hit its target. Except, it didn't go as deep as she wanted. Instead, Talon had put his hand on the blade, stopping it in its tracks. Naturally, that left a deep laceration on his hand.
All of that happened in a split second and ended at the same exact moment.
'He… tricked me…' She thought to herself as she quickly pulled her sword back and jumped a dozen meters away.