Blood sprayed as the dagger made contact.
Ethan's brow furrowed, and his face flushed with rage. A deep gash oozed blood on his left arm. Luckily, he dodged just at the right moment; otherwise, the strike could have crippled his arm, if not been fatal.
To Liam, human life was nothing.
"I thought you were tough, but you're just trash," Liam taunted as he slowly turned, blocking Ethan's path with a sneer.
Ethan took a deep breath, his gaze hardening as he focused on Liam.
Suddenly, Liam propped a leg on the doorframe and smirked. "You have a choice. Wanna live? Crawl under my crotch like a dog. But you'll have to leave the woman behind."
"Then see who'll be crawling like a dog at the end!" Ethan's eyes flashed with determination. In a split second, he grabbed a chair and charged at L
