Chapter: 459

However, his well-honed instincts and years of combat training instantly kicked in, allowing him to react swiftly.

Tyrone deftly sidestepped the attacker. The sharp blade cut through the air where he had just been a moment before. Moving quickly, he delivered a precise strike to his opponent’s wrist, forcing him to drop the weapon with a yelp of pain.

The remaining five assailants closed in, each with a knife in hand.

Their eyes burned with fury as they circled him.

Tyrone dodged another attack, kicking the knife out of one of the men’s hands.

Unyielding, they relentlessly continued the assault. Their coordinated strikes left little room for Tyrone to escape unscathed.

unharmed. During the struggle, a blade grazed his arm, drawing a crimson line. Fuelled

stood in a vigilant stance against the wall. Rain cascaded down his face,

them. “Who are you?” he demanded, undeterred by

roared the tall man, his eyes

rage, he lunged

fluid motion, he clasped the assailant’s

forcing him backward with a sharp gasp of

five men wasted no time launching a coordinated assault on Tyrone. His reflexes were fast, but the overwhelming

his flesh, and crimson liquid spilled from

anger and adrenaline, Tyrone let out a fierce roar as he delivered a powerful kick to the assailant who had wounded him. The force of the kick

the assailants, his

was only

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