Tate was frozen on his spot. He didn't know what was happening to him but he couldn't move a single muscle on his body. He could only stare at the young man standing in front of him like a god.
Tate's heart missed a beat when Ezra gently placed his hands on his right shoulder.
"We will fight later."
Ezra casually voiced out while looking ahead.
The strange aura in the surrounding varnished then and Tate recovered his breathing. His entire body was immediately soaked with sweat and he almost bent his upper body down in order to breathe properly.
Although the sudden pressure had disappeared, Tate still couldn't understand what just happened to him.
'Is this the power of Ezra Logan!'
At that moment, somebody entered the scene. The lady was dressed in a white coat, like a medical doctor.
