A Beauty With Multiple Masks

“Don’t bother calling her again! We just need to settle this before Arielle arrives,” Jared instructed while charging toward their captors with a broom.

Henry, too, picked up a frying pan lying nearby and charged at them. It was two against six as the messy battle ensued.

Approximately ten minutes later, the duo had defeated all their enemies, except for one. “Come if you dare!” Jared challenged, with one foot still pressing against one of the unconscious masked men.

The last guy retreated a few steps and, with his fingers, whistled loudly.

Right then, Jared heard the sound of footsteps approaching

Both Henry and him stared in disbelief as they saw a dozen men appear from an alley, heading toward them.

Their number was not the biggest issue here. It was the bulky metal rods they were carrying that posed a problem.

“T-They’ve got backup! Shouldn’t we get help?” Henry choked out. The duo had only just defeated a batch of them; handling another wave now would be pushing it.

A single blow from those weapons was enough to kill someone.

their depleted

Jared caved in. “I’ll block while you make the

“Who do I call?”

“Harvey!”

started scrolling through his contacts

Jared was already engaged in a

the sound of his broom being split into two by the enemy’s

a few steps, using a table as cover. Then, he turned toward Henry, “Are you

trembled even harder while

he managed to spot Harvey’s contact, a metal rod came flying

and was horrified to see that his phone had been

He looked at Jared helplessly. “What are we going to do? Your phone’s outside and mine’s

stated coldly. Without any external

to their fate, Henry picked up the frying pan once more and joined his friend in the battle. But, before he could even strike any of them with his pan, the enemy