Another thunk, this time accompianied by a sharp pain as the knife nicked Irina's arm, just below her wrists. The restraints were metal bands, locked with padlocks and unlikely to be loosened. But all the same...
"Ah, ah, ah... You squirm any more and my aim might slip. I'm trying to outline you, you know."
Another thunk, this one directly next to Irina's ear. "That's better."
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