Flesh and Blood

Even Malachi, with his lightning-fast reflexes, couldn't dodge in time.

He barely managed to twist aside.

The blade sliced across his shoulder, tearing through his shirt and drawing blood.

Beatrix looked at the cut on Malachi's shoulder. It wasn't deep, just a shallow cut that barely broke the skin.

That was all she needed.

She gave a cold laugh and threw the knife away.

Blood was still dripping f