"Let go!" Eve Sherman growled, reaching into her bag for her phone to call the police.
"Ah!"
The man opposite suddenly let out a miserable scream, his arm twisted behind his back, kneeling on the ground in disheveled fashion.
Eve Sherman took the opportunity to shake off their grip, stepping back several paces.
Upon focusing, she locked eyes with Stellan Sutton's deep gaze.
"Weren't you going home to rest?"
"Weren't you going home to rest?"
They both asked in unison.
"..."
"..."
Stellan Sutton released the screaming man, who clutched his dislocated arm, cursing and telling him to wait, before running away awkwardly.
Stellan Sutton tidied his slightly disheveled shirt and said in a deep voice, "I came with a friend."
Eve Sherman tugged at her lips, "What a coincidence, I did too; oh no, I came with my husband... also not..."
She awkwardly brushed her cheek, "Thank you for helping me out. You're truly a master, defeating with one move."
