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

turn, delighted to see his son dispatching Yara so

hold her own in a fight. And yet, she did

you're up against my son?

lip but stayed silent despite her

enough," Vicky growled just

"I believe you have some explaining

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

fault," she said with considerable

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

no problem at all. I'll

if you send him away instead, since you're

out her dagger,

quiet, though her eyes were glaring

shrugged. "You will inform

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