The man's path was too obvious, allowing Natalie Vaughn to effortlessly sidestep his attack. As she did, she casually tied the belt of her trench coat into a knot behind her back.
When she fights, large items can restrict her moves.
The man's eyes were wide with rage as he swung the knife wildly in the air without any form.
"You'll die a horrible death! It's all your fault! You've ruined our lives!"
He roared while lunging fiercely at Natalie.
Natalie's brows knitted tightly; she couldn't quite comprehend what he meant by saying she ruined his life.
The man had clearly lost his mind, with eyes full of angry red and a chaotic mix of emotions.
It wasn't hard for Natalie to dodge his attack.
She swiftly raised her leg, kicking the man's wrist holding the knife. Seizing the moment of his pain, she quickly stepped forward to pin his hand behind his back with force.
"Who the hell are you?"
