Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

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.

arm, drawing a crimson line. Fuelled

Rain cascaded down his

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

the tall man, his eyes

rage, he

fluid motion, he clasped the assailant’s wrist with a vice grip,

chest, forcing him backward with a sharp gasp

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

blade tore through the sleeve of his suit, penetrating his flesh, and crimson liquid spilled from the deep gash. The raindrops pelted down, washing away the blood

Tyrone let out a fierce roar as he delivered a powerful kick to the assailant who had wounded him. The force of the kick sent the man flying backward, clutching his stomach in agony. A guttural sound escaped the man’s lips as he spat a mouthful of

one of the assailants, his desire to

was only to rough