Playing the Damsel

At that moment, a figure finally crept up to Maeve in silence. With a sharp tear, the blade sliced through her clothes.

Maeve deliberately didn't dodge, letting the knife cut through the fabric and pierce her skin. Blood instantly bloomed across the torn opening.

"Kael, help me!" Maeve cried out deliberately, then bolted toward him.

Others saw Maeve being attacked, but not a soul lifted a finger t