"Say your prayers."
Hera loosened her grip around Dragon. This time, she threw herself in the back seat, sighing in relief. Dragon, on the other hand, could only stare at the psychotic woman outside. The corner of her lips curled up into a smirk and before he knew it, she threw a straight jab at his face.
"Agh —" Dragon cocked his head back, holding his nose as he felt a striking pain in the bridge of his nose. "You!"
Despite the pain, Dragon tried fighting back as he tried to grab Heaven's wrist. But alas, before he could even reach her, Heaven pulled her arm back timely. Instead, she swiftly lifted her feet while holding the door handle to carry her entire weight.
"Fuck you!" he yelled when she jumped from the escort car to the sedan with her feet first.
