Rhemic Empire (2)

“Let’s get this over with,” Ryunosuke said, pulling a small but very sharp knife from his jacket pocket. With a swift movement, he flicked it across the table towards Jack. After doing so, he turned to the Reimi standing nearby. “Palm on the table, Kyle.”
The Reimi stared at Ryunosuke in surprise, then at Jack, and then back at Ryunosuke.