Bryson Gibbs's expression shifted dramatically.
His eyes darted to the two corpses beside him, now nothing but dried bones. Sweat beaded on his forehead.
"Shit!"
Bryson struck without warning. His palm glowed as he aimed directly at my forehead!
I'd been ready for this. With a cold snort, I swung my hand forward boldly. One slap sent Bryson flying!
The blow was so powerful it nearly crushed half his face.
Bryson crashed to the ground, completely humiliated!
"I don't want to die, please don't kill me..." Bryson begged.
When death comes knocking, everyone shows their weakest side.
I looked down at Bryson from above. "Tell me, where did you take Mabel Sean?"
Bryson spoke quickly, "I'll tell you, I'll tell you everything!"
"Ms. Zackary ordered me to bring Mabel Sean to the true martial arts room at the Capital City Martial Arts Association. After I delivered her, they threw us out."
"I don't know anything else, just that she was taken to the true martial arts room!"
