Lucas’ eye darted around, panic flashing in them before he steeled his face. He straightened and barked at his men, “What are you waiting for? Beat him up!”
His guards hesitated, glancing at each other.
I turned my gaze toward them. Just one look.
Their entire demeanor changed. Their faces paled, hands twitching at their sides. One of them instinctively stepped back, then another.
Lucas noticed and scoffed. “What? Are you afraid of him or me?!” he snapped, furious.
The hesitation only lasted a second. Forced by Darius’ order, they lunged at me.
They never stood a chance.
I moved before they even got close. A quick punch sent the first one flying back, crashing onto the ground with a groan. The second barely had time to react before I grabbed his arm, twisting it and sending him spra
