Chapter 53: I'm waiting for them to come kill me!

Dante Easton raised his hand and snapped out a punch. Robin Davidson's eyes sharpened. He slid back a step and let it whip past. A chill spread as he said, "You… you trying to die?" He clenched his right fist. Power surged up, a torrent rolling off him, as if he held a mountain in his grip. His fist crashed in like a flash flood. If that blow landed on an ordinary person, their bones would snap. "Stop-" Elder Bowen Davidson lunged in front of Dante, locking eyes with his nephew. The fist...