Get Out!

Donovan's expression flickered with surprise as the sudden assault caught him off guard. The strike had come perilously close to landing, a near miss that only occured because he hadn't sensed the threat quickly enough to evade it.

Shock registered briefly on his face, but Esme caught the subtle curve of his lips, a satisfied smile only she happened to catch before it faded from his lips. He showed no signs of distress at being nearly struck by a child, almost as if the attack had amused him rather than infuriated him. Could he even perceive that he had just been inches away from being struck by a child?

What if he fights back?