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.

little thing, aren't ya? Think you can just hit people? Time to

crowd of onlookers. The bartender, unfazed by bar brawls, calmly pulled out his phone

disfigured, being cornered by a group of men

and even if she invoked Larry's name to scare them,

a figure appeared beside the group. He grabbed the neck of the one with green hair closest to Amara

weighed over 200 pounds, with one hand

noise was so startling that everyone around gasped and instinctively turned to watch. The group of punks halted, staring in disbelief at the man who had appeared

in black from head to toe, he seemed to blend into the dimly lit bar, yet his imposing presence was impossible to ignore. It was as if his aura demanded attention, overshadowing

there, glowering at the punks, who now shrank

away, he strode over

you alright?" he asked, his voice

looked up at Finnian, her eyes wide, still processing what

nod. "I'm fine,

wanted to ask why he was here, but