Eleanor’s eyes widened in fear, worried that Alexander might get hurt. Though she had seen him fight before and knew his strength, she couldn’t help but feel anxious.
But as Alexander sent thug after thug flying, her heart began to calm. Walden and his group watched in shock, their eyes bulging like eggs, their mouths agape in disbelief. How was Alexander doing this?
Could this really be the same "worthless" guy everyone had insulted and mocked so often?
That disbelief quickly turned into rage. If Alexander was so skilled, why hadn’t he saved them sooner? Why hadn’t he dealt with their enemies earlier?
It was all Alexander’s fault. His actions had dragged them into this mess!
“That bastard, they were so tough when they beat us up. Why are they crumbling against Alexander?” Walden grow
