The dimly lit underground valley is filled with the sound of silence as I stood in front of the hooded man. My hands rested loosely in my pockets, my stance relaxed. Alpha was in front of the masked man, her sharp gaze fixed on the bandits ahead.
The hooded guy, the one who had delivered the stolen documents, took a step forward. With a cocky smirk, he pulled out a knife, twirling it between his fingers. "It's just a girl," he sneered. "I'll make this quick."
I tilted my head, unimpressed. Before he could even take a single step toward me, I moved.
In one swift motion, I was in front of him. My palm collided with his face, gripping it tightly as I pushed him downward with force. His body slammed into the ground, the thud echoing through the space. He didn't even have time to react before his body went motionless, fainting on the spot.
The bandits flinched at the sight, their postures shifting into a defensive stance.
