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!

with disdain in turn. "Were you really trying to

delighted to

a fight. And yet, she did not even

your cheap tricks when you're up against my son? You're a funny

lip but

Vicky

turn. "I believe you have some

backfoot considering Drakon's strength... One might even say she had no grounds for

said with considerable restraint. "What would you

least Vicky knew her place. "In that case, you're coming with us. We'll

problem at all. I'll call him

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

out her dagger, dragging more

kept her jaw clenched to keep quiet, though her eyes were glaring viciously

inform the Turnbulls and Frank Lawrence

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