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!

her with disdain in turn.

was laughing in turn, delighted to see his son dispatching Yara so

in a fight. And yet, she

up against my son? You're

bit her lip but stayed silent

enough," Vicky growled

in turn. "I believe you

considering Drakon's strength...

are at fault," she said with considerable restraint. "What would

approval—at least Vicky knew her place. "In that case, you're coming with us. We'll be waiting for Frank Lawrence to bail you out with

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

to stop her. "What if you

out her dagger, dragging

quiet, though her eyes were glaring viciously

shrugged. "You will inform the Turnbulls

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