Yara would not hold back since Drakon was hostile, just as she could sense that he was no average Joe.

She might not stand a chance if she did not go all out!

However, before her dagger could reach Drakon's neck, his hands shifted with lightning speed.

Thud!

Shank!

Yara never actually saw Drakon move, only the agony from her palm!

He had grabbed her by the wrist, snatching away her dagger and stabbing it viciously through her arm and into the tea table!

"Argh!!!" Yara screamed as blood streamed freely from her palm, her hand basically nailed to the table.

Her face was contorted in pain as her hand trembled—she was plenty wary, but she did not expect such a huge gap in abilities between her and Drakon!

disdain in turn. "Were you

to see

hold her own in a fight. And yet, she did not even last one move against his son—his

cheap tricks when you're up against my son?

lip but stayed

Vicky growled just

on her in turn. "I believe you have some

was on the backfoot considering Drakon's strength... One might even say she had

she said with considerable

"In that case, you're coming with us. We'll be waiting for Frank Lawrence to

problem at all. I'll call him right

palm to stop her. "What if you send him away instead, since you're that loyal

turned toward Yara and abruptly pulled out her dagger, dragging

her jaw clenched to keep quiet, though her

simply shrugged. "You will inform the Turnbulls

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