Greatwater Lake True friends stab you in the front

Merrigan was quick to move, blocking Atshen's blow from inflicting severe damage to the delicate skin of her neck. Instead, his attack dug into the tender flesh of her shoulder, and he held on as satisfaction surged through his being. It was within in that sweet moment of victory that she began to squirm in his hold. At first, he held on to his best ability, but her movements began to intensify he found himself easily losing his grip. His jaw was knocked away from her as she waved her white flag of surrender and he looked down at her intently as if determining what he would do with her next. 

A moment had passed before he took a paw off of her carefully, leaving his other forepaw to linger. Without much indication, his command to her came suddenly through his gritted teeth. "Leave," the Silencer hissed, lifting his weight from his remaining paw to allow her a safe escape.