He felt a cold feeling as the kid put a knife to his throat. Caelan reluctantly stopped all movement.

"Okay, okay." Caelan said. "You win. Now, what are you gonna do to me?" Unfortunately, Caelan couldn't hide the fact he was scared, he felt his hands shake. And his legs shook also as he looked at his attacker in fear for his life. And hatred. Given the chance he would take the knife and cut his fucking heart out. He should've been much more careful, watchful. But in a way, he had forgotten about him.