No One's Pov
Lily stood up, but before she could even draw a breath, a shadow fell over her. A thin cold wire looped around her throat, snapping with a violent jerk.
She gasped, her hands gripping around the metal digging into her skin.
Behind her, was Elias with smirk. His clothes were soaked in fresh and dried blood, his face pale as a ghost, yet his grip was harsh. Even with a hole in his chest, the fury in his eyes kept him standing. He leaned into her ear, his cold breath fell over her.
Lily didn't panic instead her training kicked in, she shifted her weight and swung her leg back with a force, catching him in his fresh wound.
Elias grunted, his knees buckling, and Lily seized the moment to spin around. She grabbed the ends of the wire, her knuckles white as she tried to pin him to the bloody floor. A dark ugly bruise was already beginning to bloom around her neck.
