Counterattack 2

Fighting sounds erupted behind Lia. Min, in front of her, made no attempts to move. Instead, he briefly glared at the balcony and nodded his head to the right. Lia knew that without her corpses, she stood no chance against Min but she needed to at least stall some time.

"What are you going to do?" one corner of Min's lips raised as he turned his attention back to her, "No, what can you do?"

Lia hated this arrogant and provoking side of him. She now wondered just what in the world she saw in him that she was so obsessed for such a long while.

"Min, you still think you hold the same influence over me. You surely should've realised that no matter what, you cannot kill me," Lia lowered her knife and approached Min, "I've died for at least a million times yet each time I still came back alive. Even when you personally tried to kill me. So, I should be asking, what can you do? You fucking piece of shit."