Chapter 176 Surrounded

• “Tell Luke I’m here,” I called out, my voice steady.
• One of them—tall, broad-shouldered, and holding a rifle like he actually knew how to use it—stepped forward, his gun trained on me. “Are you really willing to stand against your *Darklord*?”
• I exhaled a slow, measured breath, tilting my head. “If you so much as touch me, he’ll rip you apart himself,” I said smoothly, a smirk tugging at my lips. “You really think he’ll let you keep your head if you harm someone like *me*?”