I lay panting on the ground, covered in blood and dirt. Everything hurt, but it was done. I heard him move closer.
“Not still trying to kill me, are you?” I asked, only half joking
“Lacey-”
“If your gonna say something chivalrous, I'm will throw my knife at you.”
“You seem to have done plenty of that already,” he replied, inspecting his body, it was caked with blood and bruises. I turned on my sid...