Collateral Damage

Flipping the dagger in his hand, he changed grip and came at me, slashing. Leaning back, I missed each arc of his blade, giving Razor the advantage of distracting him. The guy was so focused on me, that he didn’t see Razor coming. Razor sank his knife into the man’s throat, driving the steel through the flesh where his shoulder and neck met. Blood spewed from the wound, gushing down to the dusty w