**FLASHBACK**
Heavy breathing...
The girl held the knife tightly in her grasp, her entire body shaking in fear.
Blood painted her cheek, her hair scattered, with injuries drawn all over her body.
As blood dripped from the tip of the knife, the men before her laughed, almost as if making fun of her will to fight.
A single child standing up to multiple grown men—it was both stupid and concerning.
How badly did she want to stand up to them to suddenly resort to that?
"Stay away from me," warned the girl, her eyes carrying the weight of every suffering she had endured.
"Aww, little girl wonder wants to fight back. What? Go on, fight, see if you'll make it in the outside world."
The man mocked as he moved closer.
Frightened, the young girl thrust the knife forward, hoping she could stab him.
Alas, she was still a child, and that fact came with limits.
Grab!
The man snatched the knife from her, immediately sending a powerful slap right after.
