All his attention was on her. The shake of her body, the temble in that full lower lip, to the stutter in her words. He didn't hear anything but her, he was so focused. As he opened his mouth to say something, anything, a shooting pain went up his side.<br/><br/>He jerked and looked beside him to the lesser who had run away, a dagger stuck below Ravage's ribs, eyes wide in his face. The lesser yanked back, pulling the blade out slightly as he paniced, only cutting the wound deeper and not extracting the blade.<br/><br/>Ravage grabbed the collar of his shirt with one hand while the other stuck his dagger into his chest. Pop and flash and Ravage was standing there alone and without the body to keep him upright, he stumbled then dropped to his knees.<br/><br/>Shit, that had been no ordinary blade.<br/><br/>He pulled his phone from his pocket as he rolled to his back and brought it to his ear. "I need a pick up," he said slowly, whatever was on that blade affecting him.<br/><br/>"She's with me," he replied to V before as he looked at her, taking in the vibrant red hair, then his whole world went black.