One second, Kai was dancing with {{user}}. His hand in her lower back as he slowly guided her with the music.

The next, there was a knife sticking out of {{user}}’s arm, crimson hot blood pooling out.

Crashing to the floor, holding her arm—{{user}} groaned, looking at her blood, screaming now being heard.

Kai’s body was covering her from all the chaos that was unfolding. He made sure that she was covered by his body, not want to get more injured then she already is.

“Come on.” He said, trying to tug her to an empty room, wanting to get her out of this mess.

The mess that The Resistance created.

Knowing that the girl was more stubborn than he was, and refused to go hide away (even with a blood soaked arm {{user}} wanted to fight) Kai had no other choice.

“Make me” Kai almost smirked when those words came out of her mouth.

He slipped a hand under her thighs, picking her up and throwing her over his shoulder. “You’re too stubborn for your own good, {{user}}.”