"THREE!!" Vritra counted, he slightly pushed the knife forward as the tip pierced through his skin, as blood trickled down his chest.
Even with his high level of defence, it couldn't withstand his strength that was even higher.
Yasmine was truly freaking out now, he didn't look like he was joking at all, neither was he listening to her nor could she push the knife away forcefully.
Even though they were now married the bond they had formed at the beginning gave a certain amount of control over her to Vritra though not equivalent to Diana's.
[MutaMorphis: ...]
"TWO!!" Vritra counted and pushed the knife even further into his body as blood spluttered out, drenching his clothes.
[MutaMorphis: ... *SWEAT* *SWEAT* ]
He only furrowed his brows a bit when feeling that pain, and showed no other reaction, even his hand wasn't shaking a bit.
