The moment the words left her mouth, a shadow lunged from behind Damon, a dagger flashing in the dim light as it drove forward with lethal precision toward his back, but Damon did not turn, did not hesitate, his body reacting purely on instinct as he slid to the side in one fluid motion, the blade missing its intended target yet still grazing across the left side of his back, slicing through fabric and skin just enough to draw a sharp line of pain from his mouth.
"Grrh..!"
But he had already moved.
His body twisted, his leg sweeping low across the ground in a precise counter meant to take the attacker's balance, only for the figure to react just as quickly, leaping upward and over him with unnatural agility before landing behind him in a soft, controlled motion that made no sound at all.
Damon straightened immediately, the sting at his side pulsing as he turned, his eyes locking onto the figure now standing a few steps away.
