Under the Veil I Rule

Chapter 105

The blond lunged forward, ready to throw a punch at Elysia's face.

Amara, always prepared for trouble, quickly slipped off her shoe and wielded its pointed heel like a weapon, jabbing it into the blond's side.

A sharp cry of pain echoed, the exact target unknown, but The blond clutched his stomach and doubled over, beads of sweat forming on his forehead from the agony.

Amara was shaking all over, a mix of rage and fear coursing through her body.

She stood firm, shielding Elysia behind her, clutching the pointed shoe, her body cold with adrenaline.

The group of young men with hair dyed in a kaleidoscope of colors clustered around the blond, calling out to him. Seeing the blond unable to stand upright, they turned their gaze to Amara with menacing intent.

up their sleeves, they then approached Amara, jeering, "Fiery little thing, aren't ya? Think you can just hit people?

onlookers. The bartender, unfazed by bar brawls, calmly pulled out his phone to call

face disfigured, being cornered by a group of

lose, and even if she invoked Larry's name to scare them, it might not work-they probably wouldn't believe her anyway. What was she

beside the group. He grabbed the neck of the one with green hair closest to Amara and growled,

guy, who easily weighed over 200 pounds, with one hand and tossed him against a nearby table with

noise was so startling that everyone around gasped and instinctively turned to watch. The group of punks

his imposing presence was impossible to ignore. It was as if his aura demanded attention, overshadowing even his strikingly

stood there, glowering at the punks, who

away, he strode over to

voice chilly as

up at Finnian, her eyes wide, still processing

She gave a nod. "I'm fine, thank you for stepping

he was here, but then noticed Liliana