The sharp sound of the chair cutting through the air made the four girls in the room scream in terror. The chair, heavy and with metal edges, could easily split someone's head open.
Just as Ethan was about to move, the door was kicked open with a loud crash.
A voice, as fierce as a beast's roar, echoed through the room, "Zane! You want to die?"
"Bang!" Zane, who weighed over two hundred pounds, was sent flying across the room along with the chair in his hand, slamming into the wall with a resounding thud.
The man who stormed into the room was not tall, with a slightly stocky build. His face, usually showing a gentle demeanor, was now filled with coldness and ruthlessness. Despite a slight limp in his right leg, his presence was commanding and imposing.
Even Jerryd, who had been calm a
