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- I barely had the time to reach out and grip the blade of her spear as it pierced my chest.
- "Jaune!" Ruby screamed.
- "Don't move!" The Lancer roared. She pushed me back, tipping me down and onto my back as she placed a foot on my stomach and leaned down on the haft of her weapon. I gasped for breath, prepared for agony or worse, only to realise with surprise that it hadn't killed me. My hand felt about the blade, which had punctured my breastplate, but not gone deep enough to pierce my heart.
- Yet.
- I gasped as she dug a little deeper and the tip scraped through my leather jerkin and against my chest. "You're all quite the persistent little pests," Glenn said. "Most people would realise when they're outclassed, especially a bunch of brats like yourselves." On the edge of my vision I saw Blake creep to the side, but the Lancer dug the spear a little deeper and the Assassin froze. "I said, don't move! You might be a filthy Assassin, but are you willing to kill someone who just saved your life?"
- "Blake, do it!" I yelled. The girl looked at me, amber eyes wide, and then – to my frustration –dropped her weapon and raised her hands into the air.
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