Re: Aaron and Marta
She rolled away from him when he fell to his side, although not quickly enough. Aaron's knife caught her, scoring a line just below her left collarbone and then biting deeper into her arm as she kept moving. She cried out and scrambled away from him before getting to her feet. Her tee-shirt was quickly turning red as it soaked up her blood, and she glanced down at the spreading stain in horror before looking back at Aaron.
He was still moving towards her, which was more than a bit terrifying, but she swung a kick at his injured arm before grabbing for the belt of her coat.