His eyes widened in terror because the woman was actually holding the dumbbell high above his...
"Ah—!!" The man's groin was a bloody mess, and the pain made his legs twitch, but even so, he didn't pass out from the agony.
Devil, this woman was a devil.
Aurelia Shaw took off the bloodstained clothes and handed them to Mason Nightshade. She didn't want Amanda to smell the scent of blood on her; her sister was not in a clear state of mind right now, and it would only agitate her.
Mason Nightshade reached out and took them,
"Mason," she looked up at him, "I don't want to see this man again, no matter where."
"Alright." Mason nodded indulgently, glancing coldly and disdainfully at the man on the ground.
Just then, Dylan Harper walked in.
Mason said, "Take him out, throw him into the Northern Wastes, and beat the group outside as well."
"Whose turf is this?"
