Time stood still.
I glanced right.
I felt like ice water had been shot into my skull.
Shivers run down my spine.
They screamed a warning, of what, I wasn't sure.
I glance back.
He was preoccupied, totally consumed in the kill.
Just looking and watching his determination makes me swell with pride.
He's glorious, heroic, and brave.
I glance to my left.
Now, time moves in fast forward.
The ice water turns to boiling fury.
A dagger. Cold and black as death.
Going straight for him.
He is not to be touched.
I jump and feel a blinding pain in my upper arm.
I glance at my blood.