Steel and Sorrow: Rise of the Mercenary king

Chapter 219: Kill or be killed

As soon as the shadow crossed into his line of sight, Garvin thrust his dagger forward, his arm steady, the blade slicing through the narrow space between them. The man's eyes widened in shock as he caught sight of the glinting steel too late to react. The dagger plunged into his stomach with a sickening resistance, sinking deep.

The man let out a strangled scream, staggering back, his hands instinctively clutching at the handle still embedded in his gut. Blood seeped around his fingers as he stumbled, his face twisted in pain and horror. 

Garvin's heart raced as he took in the sight of his wounded pursuer, muttering a silent thanks to the gods that the man hadn't been wearing any armor. This would be his only chance. The man, a stocky figure with short brown hair, grimaced as his gaze locked onto Garvin, hatred burning in his narrowed eyes. Blood was soaking through his shirt, dripping from the wound Garvin's blade had left in his abdomen. 

Breathing through clenched teeth, the assassin drew his own dagger, his hand shaking slightly but his resolve clear. Garvin noted the man's trembling stance, his face contorted with pain, and quickly formed a plan in his mind. 

Unfortunately he was unarmed as his only dagger was still in the man's gut.

He took a cautious step back, watching the man stumble a bit, trying to steady himself. The assassin's eyes flickered with a new determination as he seemed to realize that, wounded or not, he might still have a chance , given his opponent lack of weaponry. His movements were awkward as he leaned back slightly, grimacing at the pain radiating from his abdomen, but he forced himself to ignore it, gripping his dagger tightly.@@novelbin@@

With a sharp intake of breath, the assassin lurched forward, lunging at Garvin. Garvin sidestepped easily, watching the man stagger past him, clutching his wound as he recovered his footing and pulled back, his face twisted in pain and fury.