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!

in turn. "Were you really trying to kill

to

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

to your cheap tricks when you're up against my

her lip but stayed silent despite

enough," Vicky growled

wheeled on her in turn. "I believe you have some explaining to

inhaled deeply, but she was on the backfoot considering Drakon's strength...

fault," she said with considerable restraint. "What would you

We'll be waiting for Frank

"That's no problem at all. I'll call him

if you send him

abruptly pulled out her dagger, dragging more blood

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

will inform the Turnbulls and Frank

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