"Ah!"
Rober suddenly rose from the ground, a low growl escaped him, and his muscles bulged as if ready to launch an attack at any moment.
"Calm down, look around you!"
Inola hadn't lost her sanity and yelled loudly.
Rober took a deep breath, he looked around, and only then did he notice that the noise from earlier had drawn the attention of passersby, who now surrounded them.
"Could some kind Samaritan please call the police? This bastard tried to take advantage of my girlfriend."
Roger, adopting an indignant demeanor, drew a growing crowd around him, and in the distance, there even appeared a patrolling officer heading their way.
"Rober, don't be rash."
Inola cried out anxiously.
Although they were Transcendents, they couldn't escape their human identities and were expected to obey the laws of their respective countries, at least outwardly.
