After those words, he stretched his hand to grab Emi.
Unlike the young bodyguard, he was larger, with defined muscles as well as an unpleasant face. In comparison to the petite Emi, he was a towering giant, especially with a menacing look.
Just as he was about to touch Emi's shoulder, she turned her body and dodged his hand. She stood behind him and grabbed his forearm before he could recover. With a bit of force, she twisted the arm to his back and kicked his knees.
As he fell, a crack sounded from his arm.
Emi felt a familiar blood thirst in her mind when she heard the sound. The thrill of the violence flooded her mind, and she wanted more. She bent her knee and it dug into the man's back as she applied more force to the broken arm.
The man roared in pain as he lost his will to struggle.
