At that moment the three men staggered to their feet, still reeling from their defeat. Their faces were pale, a mix of fear and disbelief written across them. One of them, clutching his bruised side, stared at Ethan with wide eyes.
"Who the hell are you?" he demanded, his voice trembling but laced with defiance.
"You're strong, but you're no match for our boss."
The leader, still shaking from his earlier shock, pointed a trembling finger at Ethan.
"You don't know what you've done," he hissed.
"You've put yourself in serious trouble. Our boss doesn't forgive challenges like this. He'll kill you."
However Ethan stood tall, his expression calm and unbothered. He looked at them as though their words were a mild inconvenience. "That's exactly why I'm here," he said, his voice steady and deliberate. "I don't want to drag this out. I'd rather settle it once and for all."
Upon hearing what Ethan just said.