Chapitre 50: Our First Fight

Jordan stood before me, clutching the chain tightly in his hand. His eyes fixated on me, filled with anger and contemplating the appropriate punishment to inflict upon me. After a few tense seconds, he forcefully hurled the chain, causing it to land at my feet with a loud thud.

"Chain yourself!" he spat out, his tone ice-cold and laced with a hint of childishness, yet undeniably dangerous. I glanced down at the chain, then back up at him, shaking my head in defiance.

"I... can't," I stammered, barely managing to utter the words.

"What?!" he exclaimed, his frustration mounting.

"I..."

Before I could finish my sentence, Jordan swiftly struck me with a heavy slap to the face, demonstrating the fighting skills he had undoubtedly been taught.