A piercing scream erupted from the man.
His knife clattered to the floor as he writhed in excruciating pain.
Hannah’s vision clouded, and she mentally chastised herself.
Dodging around Bryson, she headed for the shattered table.
After neutralizing the remaining threats, Hannah took shallow breaths and squatted. She snatched a shard of broken glass from the floor and, without a second thought, slashed her own arm.
Blood spurted from the wound instantaneously!
Bryson grabbed Hannah’s injured arm, his eyes flashing with a touch of anger.
“You’re gambling with your life!”
The pain in her arm jolted Hannah back to reality.
“A scratch like this is nothing.” Her thoughts crystallized as she clutched her bleeding arm, eyeing the entrance of the banquet hall.
“I’ve got a few rounds left. I’ll take point. Stick close, both of you.”
Noticing the blood oozing through Hannah’s fingers, Bryson lifted her to her feet, casting an icy glare at the intruders who stormed the hall.
“Don’t worry. I’ve got your back.”
Hannah softened her gaze as she turned to face the frosty aura emanating from Bryson.
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“Alright.”
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Three shots rang out, and the first wave of assailants collapsed instantly.
Her own blood coated Hannah’s hand, making it tacky. The texture of the blood and her dwindling strength evoked memories of her younger years.
Her gaze turned steely, her moves unyielding.
Click!
The magazine was empty.
One assailant, seeing Hannah’s emptied gun, lunged at her with a knife.
With swift agility, she turned around, using the gun’s butt to strike the man’s temple.
Taking advantage on his agony, she gripped and twisted his hand, snapping the wrist.