"A sneak attack?" Elina was shocked.
She quickly took a defensive stance and stepped back ten times.
Without forgetting, she drew the dagger hidden behind her dress.
Her gaze sharpened as she scanned her surroundings.
"Come out. Don't be a coward," she said in a cold, indifferent tone.
There was no answer, as if the attack had been nothing more than an illusion. But Elina knew the assassin was still hiding.
Suddenly, she sensed a threat from her right side. She instantly turned her face to the left, and a knife whizzed past her cheek.
The sharp tip grazed her skin, causing a thin line of blood to slide down.
Elina wiped the blood and stared at it. Her expression darkened as she fixed her gaze on the direction the knife had come from.
"Come out, or I'll come looking for you," she warned coldly.
Clap! Clap!
Clapping echoed from in front of her, accompanied by a man's laughter.
