Silence fell into the parking lot as the thugs exchanged confused glances—they wondered if their ears were playing tricks on them. They wondered if this lawyer's victory in court and good looks would make him feel invincible.
"I'll smack some sense into this fool!"
Without hesitation, the thug leader swung at Dylan with his crowbar. Clara screamed—she hugged him tight and buried her face into his shirt.
{Women are not only useless in combat but a disaster to whoever tries to protect them.} Lich frowned.
If Dylan had been weak, he would have been thrown off balance by her reckless move. Fortunately, the man she was with was more demon than human.
BAM!
Dylan grabbed the crowbar and pulled him in with a casual tug. The thug leader lost control and fell into Dylan's palm.
"Gi—"
