"I said, how does a mere Acquired Realm Martial Warrior think he can harm me?"
The ballroom fell dead silent. Even the whispered conversations stopped completely.
Damon's face darkened. "You think you know martial arts, boy?"
"I know enough."
"Enough to get yourself killed, maybe." His scarred knuckles cracked as he flexed his hands. "You just signed your death warrant."
"Did I?"
Behind me, I could hear Evelyn's sharp intake of breath. Victor's bodyguard shifted nervously. The crowd pressed even further back against the walls.
"You know what?" Damon's voice turned deadly calm. "I was going to make this quick. Break your arm and leave. But now? Now I'm going to make you suffer."
"You're welcome to try."
Sebastian Thorne pushed closer, his eyes bright with anticipation. "This is perfect. Hayes finally pushed too far."
"About time someone put him in his place," Damien Pierce added, his voice thick with satisfaction.
