I hissed as his dagger stabbed into my thigh. "Such a delicate thing, yet so strong willed." He said as he pulled out the dagger and trailed it over my face. Taking the chance, I spit in his face. "Why you little-" he was cut off by the ringing in my ears as he delivered a hard slap to my face. "You will never win." I said, shaking my head. "Don't you know, the good always win."