The girl sneered, her confidence returning like a wave washing over sand. "Well, well, well, look at you, trying to scare me! Maybe another person, never me. I think you're nuts."
In one fluid motion, Blazar's hand moved to her pocket. The knife appeared in her grip like magic, gleaming under the bathroom lights.
Before the girl could even blink, Blazar had her pinned against the cold marble wall, the blade hovering dangerously close to her throat.
"You talk too much," Blazar said, her voice deadly calm.
The girl's eyes widened in pure shock and terror. Her perfect makeup couldn't hide the fear that painted her face white as paper.
"What are you gonna do, huh? What are you gonna do?" she demanded, trying to sound brave even as her voice shook. Her eyes locked with Blazar's, refusing to look away despite the terror coursing through her body.
Blazar smirked, a cold smile that never reached her eyes. Her gaze traveled slowly over the girl's dress, taking in every detail.
