Samika's POV
I hold the silver knife tighter as I march forward. This is my only strength and the opponent's weakness now. Silver. That's how I killed Alpha Jerome too.
As a person from the other army lunges at me, I raise my hand with the knife but he simply slaps my hand away with such force that the knife in my hand flies and lands a little farther from me.
I did not expect this from the opponent and now once again I am scared for my dear life.
But before he has the chance to strike at me, someone else takes him down by ripping his heart out. As the man falls forward onto the ground I see Devon behind him with rage in his eyes.
He tilts his head asking me to grab my knife and I do that. By the time I turn around back again, I don't see Devon. He is probably fighting somewhere.
