Aurora James - POV
I felt my palms become clammy with sweat, but I held onto the rod tight and charged at the rogue. Since he was a little distracted, I managed to hit him square in the head and he staggered a bit before falling to the floor. He was still wearing the balaclava hiding his identity, and the green shirt that he wore was damp with blood.
He was holding his head as the blood trickled down his forehead when his eyes locked with mine. For a moment I saw the anger vanish when a sarcastic smile appeared there. "I didn't take you for an idiot." he mocked as he abruptly got up from the floor and with lightning speed, took a hold of the rod and twisted my hand at an odd angle when I heard a bone break.
I let out an ear-piercing scream when the rod fell from my hand onto the ground, he grabbed a fist full of my hair and banged my head into the concrete wall multiple times till I began seeing stars.
