Chapter 84: Their Pleads
I crouched, my hand pressed to the concrete in a punch-ready stance, my chest heaving with ragged breaths. *Huff. Huff.*
Sweat dripped from my long hair, sliding down my face despite the cold air, my black t-shirt clinging to my skin, my tired, angry glare cutting through the dimness. Raya and Kalina stood against the stone pillar, their eyes wide, their earlier sly confidence replaced by stunned awe, their faces lit by the flickering light.
I stood slowly, my muscles aching, my breath steadying as I brushed my hair from my eyes, my gaze hard and unreadable.
Raya’s red dress was crumpled, her hair a mess, while Kalina’s silver one-piece glinted faintly, her hands fidgeting nervously. They stared at me, their mouths slightly open, like they’d just seen a ghost pull off a miracle.
"Damn..." Raya said, her voice hesitant, almost a whisper. "Y-you’re really so strong." Her eyes flicked to the unconscious goons, then back to me, a mix of admiration and nerves in her expression.
"Y-yeah," Kalina added, blinking rapidly, her voice shaky but bright. "That was epic, Ezra. Like, seriously, how’d you even do that?" She shifted her weight, her hands twisting together, her awe cutting through the tension.
I didn’t respond, just walked forward, my boots scuffing the concrete, my bag still lying where I’d dropped it. I stopped in front of them, towering over their smaller bodies, and gave them a disgusted look, my eyes narrowing as I looked down.
"So.....I *seduced* you both, huh?" I said, my voice flat, cold, the words heavy with the betrayal of their lie.
Raya’s face faltered, her earlier spark dimming. "See, Ezra, we can explain—" she started, her hands gesturing, her voice rushing to smooth things over.