Under the Veil I Rule novel Chapter 105

The blond lunged forward, ready to throw a punch at Elysia's face.

Amara, always prepared for trouble, quickly slipped off her shoe and wielded its pointed heel like a weapon, jabbing it into the blond's side.

A sharp cry of pain echoed, the exact target unknown, but The blond clutched his stomach and doubled over, beads of sweat forming on his forehead from the agony.

Amara was shaking all over, a mix of rage and fear coursing through her body.

She stood firm, shielding Elysia behind her, clutching the pointed shoe, her body cold with adrenaline.

The group of young men with hair dyed in a kaleidoscope of colors clustered around the blond, calling out to him. Seeing the blond unable to stand upright, they turned their gaze to Amara with menacing intent.

Rolling up their sleeves, they then approached Amara, jeering, "Fiery little thing, aren’t ya? Think you can just hit people? Time to teach you a lesson."

Their commotion had drawn a crowd of onlookers. The bartender, unfazed by bar brawls, calmly pulled out his phone to call the police.

Though Amara had experienced the ordeal of getting her face disfigured, being cornered by a group of men was something she’d never faced, leaving her somewhat panicked.

These street punks had nothing to lose, and even if she invoked Larry's name to scare them, it might not work—they probably wouldn’t believe her anyway. What was she supposed to do?

Just then, a figure appeared beside the group. He grabbed the neck of the one with green hair closest to Amara and growled, "Scram!"

Incredibly, he lifted the guy, who easily weighed over 200 pounds, with one hand and tossed him against a nearby table with a loud crash.