Nash was certainly a treat, not retaliating after his own daughter flipped out on him.

Even as Soren smiled, his contempt for Kat was flaring inside.

"Alright. I'm counting on you." Nash forced a smile and nodded at Frank.

"That's them! Surround those brats right now!" Someone suddenly bellowed from the hallway just as they were about to leave. Cid had returned, with over thirty men following them inside.

They were certainly a menacing sight as they charged in, machetes in hand.

The students' faces fell and panic took over—they would never win against these bloodthirsty goons!

"Wait!" Soren strode up imposingly nonetheless. "I'm warning you—this is Mr. Darman's turf, and my dad is friends with him. Lay a finger on us, and you'll get yourself killed!"

Cid slapped Soren across the face right then. "So what?! I'm his

silent right then, everyone save for

froze up, his face

not expect that some vulgar youth in a suit

father was not exactly close with Hux, and it went without saying who between his father and

undoubtedly shot himself in the

yourself just now, kid?! You even threatened to

the collar, slapped him twice, and floored him, kicking him repeatedly even as he

his head and gritting his teeth as he withstood the pain, afraid

embarrassing, but surviving was more important—the only thing to do

doing to you now!" Cid bellowed, brandishing a machete while shrieking, "Get down on your

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