Through the light of the flashlight, I saw Faye screeching and rushing over with her hair down like a lunatic. Then, with her bare hands, she tore the head and face of the last man standing while grabbing his hair and swaying him vigorously, trying to pull him off from me.
With Faye's help, I finally got a chance to catch a breath. I immediately pushed the opponent’s knife-holding arm to the side with both my hands and pulled it away from my chest. Then, I clenched my right fist tight and let out a scream from my mouth as my fist hit his chin hard. “You son of a b*tch!”
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