The moment Asher got out of the car, Samuel's confidence inflated exponentially.
If it weren't for his arms, already broken by White Mitchell, and the crushed leg bones, he would have loved to stand up and slap White Mitchell twice across the face.
He knew who Asher was, the pillar of their Sayon War Department!
He'd held the title of War King for ten years, the Titled Fierce Ape!
This was a bona fide Titled War King. With him here, White Mitchell was doomed!
However, just as Samuel thought his luck was about to turn, a stone-faced White Mitchell stomped down on his other leg.
With a crack, the sound of another bone shattering entered his ears.
Soon the agonizing pain surged through his body, straining his face and causing large cold beads of sweat to roll down. He nearly passed out from the pain.
"Ahhh...!"