The attacker twisted the short blade and ripped it free. Solomon clutched his side as warm blood spilled rapidly through his fingers. He let out a loud groan and staggered against the corridor wall.
[IceWaterKat: HE JUST GOT STABBED!]
[James_Hayes: blood! he is actually bleeding out!]
[Fatal_Beauty: somebody call the instructors right now!]
The man wiped the stained steel on his blue tunic and laughed. "You are truly naive for an academy disciple. You rely entirely on your muscles and lack any real brains."
Solomon gritted his teeth while the fresh wound burned fiercely. He had endured far worse injuries during his hellish training and sparring in the Paladin's world.
However, it still registered as a familiar ache in his mind. Fortunately, he formulated a plan to use the situation to his advantage.
