Archer's inkling would soon come true.
The moment Journee went into Zion's face, one of the handsome men shouted, "stop, Ma'am." The fear on his face informed Archer that even though he was taller than Journee, bulkier than Journee, still he was afraid of her. That was something he never expected.
Now it was Zion's turn to tease her. "Oh, how I wish you would lay a hand on me." Archer noticed the handsome man's expression. He closed his eyes and waited for a disaster to ensue. But Journee just smiled at Zion and what she said made Archer's eyes go wide. How was she so confident that if she would hit him, he would land in a hospital? She was of good height, but she was slim. Where would she get the strength to kick Zion's ass.
Well, fighting all depended on technique and Archer knew that. And Zion never fought in his life. He just pumped steroids and went to the gym for his muscles.
