#Chapter 225: A Truce Between Rivals

Elara’s POV

At once, I moved my arm up to shield myself, desperate to protect my vital organs.

Yet, when the knife stabbed into me, I surprised to find that the blade pushed back, harmlessly, into the handle. I’d seen such a thing happen in the past, during stage shows. Her knife was nothing more than a harmless prop.

Pulling it away from me, Vexia looked down at it with dismay and disgust. I got