Chapter 6

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The attacker went to grab the knife from my hand.

I let him.

Once he had the knife in his left hand, he glared at me.

He then pointed at y left hand, smirking.

I slowly brought my hand up.

Once my hand was at my hip height, I stopped. My hand was extended a little towards him.

He brought the knife to my hand, then lightly pressed the blade on my palm.

I squinted. He had put the blade right where the bullet had been.

I felt that he slowly began to cut.

Just as he began, I thrust my right fist to his face, hitting him right in the jaw.

He staggered backwards a step.

The blade cut my palm a little, but barely.

I took his arm in my hands and thrust my knee up, bringing his arm down. His elbow met my knee. There was a small crack.

He yelled out in pain, dropping the knife.

I let go of his arm. He doubled over, clutching his now-broken arm.

I punched him in the head, knocking him out.

He fell to his knees, then on his back.

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