Mister Fletcher, who was like a big bad fox in front of Ari suddenly, turned meek in front of Nicolai. His mind was a mess, and he could not form intelligible words as he looked at Nicolai.
"Y… Yours?" Mister Fletcher looked around the room, none of his underlings dared to make a move on the top dogs of Phantom. They looked at one another nervously while keeping an eye on Nicolai and the rest of the Phantoms.
It was not good for them. Even if they had the advantage of number, the underlings knew that these four were alone to deal with that, especially since they were holding guns and daggers.
Mister Fletcher also knew that he could not win against Nicolai. Unlike him, he was all about threats and waving fists. His threats could work on commoners who knew nothing, but not on Nicolai who would one day lead the Phantoms.
