Chapter 153 Nowhere To Go
- Draven reached out and snatched the handle a foot away from Alaric. Reversing it and sending it careening dully back into the crowd which screeched and splayed to get out of the way.
- His eyes narrowed on a particular man. Who was staring back at him, hatefully.
- Alaric noted his face. Sure that he would have to deal with him, later. Though he wouldn’t make a martyr of him just now.