Xandi twirls around the father in almost a dance of movements kicking out his knees until he is kneeling in front of her with her blade at his throat. With one hands she takes his leather belt and with the other holds the knife hard against his throat.
*Why Father I do believe you intended for this to be used on me, I however have another use for it all together. Put both hands behind your back, Now, That is if you want to keep talking out of your mouth and not a tracheotomy tube.*