"I wouldn't do that if I were you." Teren said, eyes burning with vengeful rage as he stepped out of the shadows. "If you're smart, you'll let go of them and back away slowly."<br/><br/>He slid one hand under his cloak, holding onto one of his daggers tightly. He didn't want to kill anyone, even if he hated slavers more than anything else in the world. He was heavily outnumbered, so it'd be best if he freed the other people first.<br/><br/>Although, they might run, and he couldn't possibly fight an entire group on his own. He kept his eyes on the girl, trying to make the slavers assume where he was going to go.<br/><br/>It was times like these he was glad his profession was focused on stealth and deception.