Austin's eyes bulged. All he could do was watch as Tillman's fist getting closer and closer.
Before Tillman's fists even landed on him, he could already feel the gush of wind resulting from the punch scratching painfully on his cheeks.
His face was full of horror while his heart sank in despair. This is the end for me!
Suddenly, Tillman's fist halted.
Austin's eyes were full of terror. In his daze, he looked at the fist that was only inches away from his face. Why did he suddenly stop?
Soon after, he realized Nathan had grabbed hold of Tillman's fist in the nick of time.
Tillman was no less surprised than Austin. He was gaping at the hand that was clenching his wrist.
As he turned his head, his eyes met Nathan's icy gaze.
It's Nathan Cross! He blocked my punch with his bare hand and stopped me from killing Austin.
Tillman was shocked to the core by Nathan's power. Nathan must be very confident with his swiftness and strength when he could easily block my attack.
Gazing at the terrified Tillman, Nathan asked coldly, “Did I allow you to lay your fingers on Austin?”
Tillman was seething with anger. “You-”
Before he could finish his words, Nathan threw two kicks at him at lightning speed.
His kicks landed on both of Tillman's kneecaps.
Crack! Crack! The spine-chilling sound of bones cracking rang out.
It turned out that Nathan had broken Tillman's legs. Tillman, a member of the Fireknight Squad, couldn't even defend himself in front of Nathan.
“Arghh— “
Tillman let out a wail as he fell on his knees right in front of Austin.
Yet, Nathan's flames of anger were still burning. He clasped the back of Tillman's head, knocking it forcefully against the floor.
Bang!
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