With the Minister immobilized, Mai's knife-throwing lost any thrill. But, sigh, she complained about the screaming, so now he didn't scream. You can't have everything in the world, I guess... She rolled her eyes up to the sky thoughtfully and flung another knife past Minister Ching, the sound of the ropes creaking and straining against the sturdy branch the only indication now that the man was fearful of his own life.
"I wonder which is more terrifying for him..." Mai thought out loud with her husky voice. "...the thought of my knives hitting him...or the rope."