At the very moment when I was about to act, Cuthbert actually approached my body in front of me. Her cold hand closed upon my wrist to grasp the dagger, and the low, heavy warning voice of Catheran rose in my ears.

             "If I were you, I wouldn't do such a stupid thing!"

              I looked at her coldly, and the hilt of my dagger, already hot in my hand, began to sweat. Just as I was hesitating to proceed with my plan of holding Catheran hostage, Catheran brought her lips to my ear.

           "You screwed everything! I could literally tear your throat out before you did! But I give you...