"Left the bike just off the main road," he said, his hand lingering at Theon's elbow as he steered them in that direction.
Someone in a long robe charged at them, shouting his arrival, a long, curved knife raised. Daryl motioned for Theon to stay where he was and strode forward, catching the guy by the wrist and using his momentum, and a kick to the shin, to knock him to the ground.
Pinning the guy's wrist to the dirt with one grimy boot, Daryl pried the knife from his hand, then delivered a swift kick to the prick's face.
Hefting the knife, which was a little fancier than he'd like, he turned to Theon and asked, "You want this one?"
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Date: 2020-11-06 04:50 am (UTC)Someone in a long robe charged at them, shouting his arrival, a long, curved knife raised. Daryl motioned for Theon to stay where he was and strode forward, catching the guy by the wrist and using his momentum, and a kick to the shin, to knock him to the ground.
Pinning the guy's wrist to the dirt with one grimy boot, Daryl pried the knife from his hand, then delivered a swift kick to the prick's face.
Hefting the knife, which was a little fancier than he'd like, he turned to Theon and asked, "You want this one?"