Damn it! She's smart. Far too smart! I screamed inwardly. Eva was a sniper, and a sniper lives by noticing details others overlook.
She had analyzed the scene in seconds.
"I… I don't know what you're talking about!" I backed away, feigning extreme panic, my voice trembling pathetically.
"I was hiding! I swear to you! I almost died! Vargas fell because he was stupid and tripped, and the monster… Commander Valisera is the one who killed it! She admitted it! Are you calling the commander a liar?!"
Eva pressed the dagger's blade further, slicing a shallow layer of my skin.
A warm drop of blood ran down my neck.
"Don't hide behind Valisera," Eva said fiercely.
"You are not a G-rank recruit. There is something cursed about you. And you… you remind me of him."
"Of… of who?" I asked, trying not to smile sadistically in this dangerous moment.
"That bastard," Eva whispered, her free hand instinctively moving to touch her abdomen.
