The other man never thought that a dainty girl like Arielle would be somewhat proficient in defending herself. When his initial impression of her was proven wrong, he quickly stopped underestimating her and fished out the knife by his waist. Then, he lunged at her.
Arielle was also about to make a move when two figures appeared out of nowhere to trip her attacker.
“Ah!” With a cry of agony, the man’s knife fell to the ground, and a foot stepped on his face.
That foot seemed to possess much strength, and Arielle’s attacker felt as if the skin on his face had been peeled off.
Feeling dumbfounded, Arielle glanced toward the two figures. However, when her mind registered who they were, she relaxed a little.
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