"L-Let her go! I-I beg you!"
The man slowly pushed himself to his feet, his face pale and his breathing ragged.
Nolan twirled his knife between his fingers and looked at the man with a playful smile.
"Don't worry about that just yet," he said casually as he returned to his chair and sat down. "Now tell me—who are you? And why are you trying to hurt us?"
The man gritted his teeth, his fists clenched tightly.
"I won't tell you!" he spat.
"Oh? You're quite stubborn."
Instead of getting angry, Nolan merely chuckled.
Without warning, he flicked his wrist and threw the knife at the old woman.
Slash!
The blade cut cleanly through her neck before embedding itself deep into the wall behind her.
The force of the throw left a hole nearly a meter deep in the wall.
The old woman's eyes went wide in shock.
"Y-You…"
She tried to say something, but before she could finish, the light faded from her eyes, and her body slumped to the floor.
"No!"
The man let out a hysterical roar.
