Diana barely had time to see the knife coming and acted on instinct, throwing her hands up and trying to move out of range. But this was no terrified fumbling child from the FAYZ. It was Pruna who had aimed for her neck and Pruna knew what she was doing.

It was only Diana's cruel luck that saved her.

Her movement made the blade knock against her collar bone and knick at the bottom of her forearm. She scrambles backwards, blood already staining her white costume. "What the hell is your problem?!"