Chapter 18: Step In

"Kid, you're good. But that doesn't mean you're guaranteed to win." David's expression darkened as he spoke, his voice low and steady. At his signal, the burly men around him immediately drew gleaming knives, their sharp edges reflecting the dim light. Seeing this, Maxwell chuckled and shook his head. So, David had finally realized that iron rods were useless against him. But he thought knives would do the trick? As long as Maxwell didn't get stabbed, these weapons were no different from the sticks...