With his free hand Boba grabs the small woodcarving knife he stole earlier from his pants pocket. He goes for the lower part of the inner elbow, aiming for the tendons that lead down to the hand. If the blade cuts through those Miguel's grip will weaken and Boba might be able to get away.
All of this passes through Boba's mind in a split second; it isn't a decision. One moment he feel pressure on the wrist and next he has the blade in his hand. It's instinctive. Ten years of training and four years of fending for himself against the galaxy.
He's already bringing the knife down when he realizes this might be a mistake. But it's too late.]
cw: attempted stabbing
With his free hand Boba grabs the small woodcarving knife he stole earlier from his pants pocket. He goes for the lower part of the inner elbow, aiming for the tendons that lead down to the hand. If the blade cuts through those Miguel's grip will weaken and Boba might be able to get away.
All of this passes through Boba's mind in a split second; it isn't a decision. One moment he feel pressure on the wrist and next he has the blade in his hand. It's instinctive. Ten years of training and four years of fending for himself against the galaxy.
He's already bringing the knife down when he realizes this might be a mistake. But it's too late.]