Cecilia entered the room to find it empty. She could see a door across the way and figured that’s where everyone was. Cecilia took the edge of her dress and ripped at it to allow her to move. She looked around the room and noticed the only weapons left were brass knuckles. Cecilia slipped them over her hands.

　　She was not a fighter.

　　Cecilia could defend herself well, but inflicting pain on someone else wasn’t something that she did. She usually tried to avoid ...