I was always in a complicated position, and it was absolutely impossible for me; it felt as if I was paralyzed. As I lifted my eyes to look at the person before me, they were clad in an outfit that completely masked them, leaving only their eyes visible—one red and the other purple.
This person seemed to wield an incredible magical power, and their knife slightly penetrated my neck, allowing a trickle of blood to flow. *Am I going to die?* I thought.
Then a voice rang out, clear and authoritative, "What are you doing? This person is not one of those we were sent to kill," said the person before the figure slowly rose. They had used their red flame magic to prevent me from moving before turning to address the second person.
"Are you sure? This demon girl exudes incredible power," she said, her tone laced with suspicion and a hint of fear.