Ivanca's face shadowed with sudden pain, her mouth hung open though no sound left it in expression of her pain. She eventually to the ground, no longer able to stand. Feeling the eyes of the men on her she began to skillfully conceal her pain to keep from satisfying them. Raising herself to her knees she looked up to Lord Albon, smiling weakly yet devisiusly. "I don't think you quite know what it feels like when you hurt those innocent people. Let me show you." Lifting her dagger with a trembling hand she threw it at Lord Albon's boot. The dagger hit the boot perfectly center, its blade going through his boot until its blade appeared on the oposite side. It was clear the dagger had gone through his foot. He will soon understand,Ivanca thought to herself with a smug grin. She knew no one else in the whole kingdom could throw a dagger with such perfect precision as she did.