Chapter 391: I Couldn't Even Be Bothered Using True Force on You

"Aghhh!" A gut-wrenching scream tore from the Rusian samurai's throat. The other Rusian samurai, the one with a sleazy little mustache and vicious, triangular eyes, flew into a rage at the sight. Those bloodshot eyes snapped toward Skyla Duffus. After watching Diego Santee move with such clean, decisive brutality, he knew he had run into a real problem. He might not be able to take Diego. But the delicate, drop-dead beauty beside him? That should be easy. If he could get his hands...