Chapter 425

Yara would not hold back since Drakon was hostile, just as she could sense that he was no average Joe. She might not stand a chance if she did not go all out! However, before her dagger could reach Drakon's neck, his hands shifted with lightning speed. Thud! Shank! Yara never actually saw Drakon move, only the agony from her palm! He had grabbed her by the wrist, snatching away her dagger and stabbing it viciously through her arm and into the tea table! "Argh!!!" Yara screamed as blood streamed freely from her palm, her hand basically nailed to the table. Her face was contorted in pain as her hand trembled—she was plenty wary, but she did not expect such a huge gap in abilities between her and Drakon! Drakon was regarding her with disdain in turn. "Were you really trying to kill me, girlie?" Donald was laughing in turn, delighted to see his son dispatching Yara so quickly. She was Robert Quill's daughter and could hold her own in a fight. And yet, she did not even last one