[Athilea Majiri]

She shuddered at the change in his demeanor, and at the dark cast to his eyes. Cithien tried to pull away from him, but his hold was to strong. When he brought her head against his the impact nearly knocked her unconscious, but the blade sliding through her flesh caused her eyes to snap open and forced a scream past her lips.

When she realized that was could not free herself from his grip she tried to plunge the dagger into him again. If the strike landed, then she would twist it before ripping it clean and try to stab him again. "What are you?!"