"Put the knife down.."
Pele looked up at the other with intensity in her eyes, grasping at the knife with all of her might. The knife was now covered in blood, droplets dripping down it’s metal face."Why?" She hissed out, motioning to the dead men on the floor with the hand which held the knife. "So more men can drag me in an alleyway and attack me again?""I suggest you leave me alone, I don’t want you in this mess too."








