Mason Nightshade applied a bit of pressure, and Aurelia Shaw felt her fingers lose their strength; the knife fell into his palm, and her wrist was restrained by him.
Looks like she should sign up for a martial arts class.
Every time she faced off with Mason, she was never his match.
As if he saw through her thoughts, Mason glanced down at her defiant little face and said in a low voice, "If you want to learn, I can teach you."
"No need!"
Aurelia retorted, twisting her wrist. Mason didn't actually use much force, but she just couldn't break free of his grip.
Fortunately, Aurelia gave up struggling.
Rather than wasting energy on this, it would be better to conserve her strength and quietly wait for an opportunity to deliver a fatal blow to the opponent.
She never engaged in futile struggles, preferring to drag the opponent down with her.
