He was singing and dancing on the stage, and his figure was soft and flexible.
Then, he drew a sword from his waist, brandishing the sword, looking sassy and heroic.
He lowered his waist and turned over, wielding the sword dazzlingly, and the audience burst out into loud applause.
Just when everyone was concentrating on his performance, Eugene suddenly jumped off the stage and pointed the sword straight at Claire opposite to him.
It happened so quickly.
"Ahhh…"
Everyone panicked and screamed.
Ada immediately shielded Phoebe behind her, and Allen pulled Mr. Taylor away.
Only Claire was left there. She was sitting on the chair as steadily as a mountain, her face unchanged. She didn't even blink.
When the point of the sword was only a millimeter away from her glabella, she unhurriedly raised her hand and instantly clamped the blade between her fingers.
