Suddenly, Harrington twisted his body, which caught him off guard. This entire time, Harrington was fighting with his other hand. He avoided using his injured shoulder, which gave him the perception that this was his weakness.
When Harrington tried to attack his injured shoulder, Harrington revealed his fangs. This was a bait.
Harrington was waiting for this moment.
When he tried to hit Harrington, he countered with lightning speed. A black dagger coated in poison appeared in his palm. With the greatsword, he blocked the attack and then threw the dagger right at his face.
Although he still tilted his face, he wasn't able to avoid the dagger in such close range. The dagger left a big scar on his right cheek that ran to his ear while also tearing the hood that hid his face.
"Why?" Harrington only had one word in his mind.
With the hood covering his face gone, he stopped trying to hide his face. He took this moment to wipe the blood that rolled down his cheek.
