Chapter 166 Take A Knee

• I dug my heels into the ground. Chevalier nicked my throat with his knife, causing me to hiss as the silver burned my sensitive flesh, but I did not lift my feet. I refused to be entirely helpless again.
• “Stop resisting,” Chevalier ordered as he tightened his grip on me. “It will be much less painful if you do.”
• Blood dripped from the cut down my throat and onto my chest. Seeing my life force seep out from such a small nick sent a jolt of adrenaline through me. My breathing deepened, my heart rate quickened, and my efforts to fight Chevalier doubled.