The smaller of the cloaked pair turned as the door opened, confident in their partners abipity to handle Hiro and focused on the unexpected interference. Whoever stepped out from behind the opening doorway was met with hostility from the moment the door swung wide. Leading with a shoulder rush that pushed the door wide amd hard, clipping Aeriths shoulder by surprise, the knife was in the smaller assailants hand in a deft strike to the stomach. 6 inches of cold and slimy steel met soft flesh as the two fell to the floor, their free hand clasping over Aeriths mouth to prevent them from calling out for others.

While the wound itself was not fatal it was beyond painful, a horrible burning sensation accompanied the wound as the poison began its work. A non-lethal coating of a fast acting numbing toxin was quickly robbing the strength from Aeriths body.
The Smaller assailant held the blade firm and waited for the sound of Hiro hitting the ground behind her.