Bonnie quickly retreated and raised her arm to block her face.

Her sleeve was torn, and a shallow cut was made on her arm.

Sienna's anger rose as she looked at Bonnie's cut, which appeared so tiny that a cat's claw might have caused it.

She had used all her strength and force, but only managed to scratch Bonnie's arm.

Bonnie's anger had reached a boiling point, although she knew her injury wasn't that bad by the smell of the blood.

"You've provoked me," Bonnie said icily.

"Haha! How amusing. You are still so arrogant. It seems I was too gentle with that stab."

Sienna raised the knife and brought it toward Bonnie's face again.

Sienna's wrist and, using only her blurry vision, brought the dagger close

about to cut her face, a

that she couldn't maintain her balance with this sudden attack. She fell back into a

knew he

Didn't you go

talk for now. Let me

his face frigid. He looked like he

the wound on Bonnie's arm,

just a

scratch? Look, you're

Yes! It's quite serious. Hurry up and take me to the hospital, or the wound

still have the mood to joke?" Ivor knew Bonnie didn't

amused. "I'm telling the truth, and I feel

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