The wooden door creaked open, and moonlight spilled into the room.
A figure tiptoed through the living room, approached the bedroom door, gently pushed it open, and slipped into Isaac's room. The figure approached the bedside, leaning down.
He raised his right hand, revealing a gleaming dagger. The tip was pointed at Karmic's throat, and with a swift motion, the sharp dagger sliced down.
Suddenly, as if in a deep sleep, Isaac turned abruptly. With a tight grip on Karmic's arms, he swiftly shifted him to the other side.
Clang!
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