This time, someone else entered the scene, leaving Ethan visibly stunned. His body tensed as if bracing for a blow, and his sharp eyes narrowed in disbelief. He hadn’t expected to see that man in a place like this.
“Well, well... isn’t this interesting,” the man said, his voice dripping with amusement. His smirk was as sharp as a blade, cutting through the thick air of anticipation.
“Robby! What are you doing here?” Ethan asked, his surprise breaking through his usually calm demeanor.
“What am I doing here? Didn’t you ask me to be here before this fight that’s bound to get you killed?” Robby shot back, his smirk widening, showing teeth like a predator circling its prey.
Ethan’s mind raced, piecing together the earlier events. He recalled the request he’d made to Brock earlier that day,
