A rough hand littered with glittering rings enveloped my upper arm and pulled me back. Instinctively, I reached for the dagger at my belt and whirled to press the blade against my assailant’s wrist. “Nimble fingers, remember?” I taunted darkly. The humor on Nox’s face grated on me, making me push a little harder than necessary. “You’re a viper, aren’t you?” he said with a chuckle. He held his hands in the air in a sign of peace. “I’m not going to hurt you.” I rolled my eyes and lowered my dagger. “Has anyone ever told you not to go around grabbing strangers?” “Oh, some of them don’t mind,”
