The ticking of the clock, which had seemingly stopped, resumed as Ethan tossed the black velvet-wrapped object behind his back. The clinking of the metal was barely audible. The samurai sword struck empty air, deflected by an invisible energy field in front of Clara. The cobra-masked man stumbled back, his eyes wide with shock at Ethan's strength. "Traitor!" he roared. "You cannot break the laws of sovereignty for a mortal woman!" Ethan didn't answer. A cold, lethal, bluish-green aura enveloped his body. Ethan simply clenched his fist once. The entire room shook violently. The masked man was launched into the air, his body slamming against the steel ceiling before falling limp and silent onto the wet floor. His panicked partner tried to flee, but he was no match for the flash of a dragon-s
