"You..." Astrid's face turned pale with fear as she watched the man in front of her catch the dagger with his bare hand. Her heart pounded violently, and her grip loosened.

With a loud clang, the bloodstained dagger fell to the ground. She quickly crouched down, grabbing the man's hand, which was continuously oozing blood.

Tears of regret streamed down her face as she anxiously and pitifully pleaded, "Magnus, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to hurt you! I really didn't mean to..."

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