Thomas Shannon swiftly dodged aside, his long legs sweeping out while Lucifer agilely avoided him.
Both of them unleashed their fists and kicks, beginning to grapple with each other.
Every punch was fierce, every move deadly.
Oliver Westlake clenched his small fists, cheering on Lucifer from the sidelines, "Go Uncle Lucifer! Go Uncle Lucifer!"
Snowball, anxious, wanted to step forward, "Dad..."
Sophie Sullivan held Snowball back, stopping her from going over. The two were fighting fiercely, and Snowball could easily get caught in the crossfire at this time.
"Snowball, stay still."
This was the first time Sophie Sullivan spoke seriously to Snowball, her attitude quite firm.
No room for argument.
Snowball tilted her head up, her little face tense, the corner of her lips slightly pursed, "Snowball doesn't want to see Dad hurt."
Sophie Sullivan pressed her lips together silently.
"Mum..." Snowball grabbed her hand, gently shaking it.
