Grace’s eyes had not left that spot for a single moment.
The instant Julian moved, Grace, with a desperate surge of strength, broke free from the thug holding her and threw herself forward.
“Look out!”
Time seemed to stretch.
Kneeling and weakened, Damien’s reaction was a half-second too slow.
By the time he realized the danger and looked up, he saw only a slender figure shielding him.
There was a sickening sound as the blade, which had been aimed at Damien’s heart, sank deep into Grace’s left shoulder.
Blood sprayed instantly.
A warm liquid splattered across Damien’s face.
“Urgh…” Grace grunted in pain as her body went limp and started to fall.
“Grace!!!”
Damien let out a roar, catching her as she collapsed. Seeing the bloodstain rapidly spreading across her chest, his world shattered.
“I’ll kill you!!!”
Damien shot to his feet and kicked Julian squarely in the stomach.
Julian went flying, slamming hard against the wall.
But it did nothing to quell Damien’s rage.
He lunged, straddling Julian, and rained blows down on him.
“You dared to hurt her! How dare you hurt her!”
Punch after punch landed.
Julian’s face was a bloody mess, unable to even cry out for mercy.
The surrounding thugs were stunned by the terrifying scene, and no one dared to intervene.
Lilian shrieked and cowered in a corner.
“Damien… don’t…”
A faint voice called out.
Damien’s raised fist froze in mid-air.
He turned and saw Grace lying in a pool of blood, yet still trying to reach a hand out to him.
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