071 THE POWER OF A BADGE
The crowd gasped in horror at the chaos.
ta ability use was forbidden within the city—but Shawn didn't care.
It was a rule ant to prevent powerful ta humans from fighting in the city with their ta powers. Powerful as they may be, they could destroy people and property if it got out of hand.
Therefore ta powers were forbidden to be used in public except where it was exempted- like MMA stadiums or in school practice grounds.
A blast of energy erupted from Shawn's hand, surging toward Dan and Eryn. But before it could reach them, a golden do flared to life, blocking the attack.
Dan blinked in surprise. "Who… helped us?" Then he realized—the do's glow was coming from Eryn's amulet.
He smiled faintly.
"Of course." His friend Zairgid wore charms and bangles that guarded his entire body. Eryn was from an equally rich family—she'd have no less protection.
"How dare you attack us?" Eryn shouted, her voice sharp with anger.
"No… I—I'm sorry," Shawn stamred.
He hadn't ant to hit her. The blast had been aid squarely at Dan. Eryn stepped in the way at the last minute to block the blast.
"Let's go," Dan said calmly, taking Eryn's hand.
"Coward!" Shawn roared. "All you can do is hide behind won! Fight
like a man!"
Dan stopped mid-stride. He turned slightly, his voice cold. "A pig like you has no right to challenge ."
"You—! I am the heir of Zetheris Industries!" Shawn shouted, his face flushed with fury.
"Like I give a damn about your family," Dan said, walking away.
But then, a heavy voice thundered behind Shawn—one that made the crowd fall silent.
"Who dares disrespect the Zetheris family?"
An older man appeared, his aura thick and oppressive. Shawn froze at his sight. "F-Father…"
"Mr. Garius?" Eryn said in shock.
Behind Garius Zetheris stood another man, who was equally imposing. His presence made Eryn's stomach twist.
"Well, I know this young man," the newcor said, his eyes narrowing on Dan. "He not only insulted your family, Garius—he also sent several of mine to the hospital."
"Father…?" Eryn gasped. "Why are you here?"
It was Valtor Veyran…her father.
"If I hadn't co," Valtor said coolly, glancing at the wreckage, "you people would've burned down my building."
"This Shawn did it!" Eryn protested quickly.
"My son was only defending his honor, little miss," Garius replied.
Valtor chuckled. "Oh, don't worry about the furniture, Garius. I'll send you the bill."
Through it all, Dan said nothing.
He didn't greet either of them—he owed them nothing. He simply turned and walked away, his silence louder than any insult.
"Wait a minute!" Garius barked. "You don't plan to apologize after causing such a ruckus here?"
Dan turned calmly toward him. "I didn't do anything. Check the caras. Your pig of a son attacked
for no reason."
"You—calling my son a p—" Garius choked midword, his voice breaking into fury. "That deserves death!"
Dan raised an eyebrow. "And who are you to decide that? The Judge from Hell?"
For a mont, silence filled the room.
Garius stood frozen. People usually groveled before him—no one had ever dared insult him to his face. His expression twisted from shock to seething rage.
"You're going to pay for this…" he snarled.
"How would you like
to pay?" Dan asked coolly. "With an invoice? Say, a million aur for the ntal trauma your family caused ?"
"You—how dare you!" Garius sputtered, his face red.
He was furious, but unlike his hotheaded son, he wouldn't strike.
Not here.
Not in the heart of the city, surrounded by caras and witnesses. Even if he could twist the truth later, the footage of him using power in public could spread—and stain the family na.
Dan smirked faintly. "I guessed it…cowards."
Then he noticed sothing odd.
Eryn's father, Valtor Veyran, was smiling.
"That old wolf…" Dan realized. These great families are always at each other's throats. And now he's enjoying the sight of the Zetheris reputation sinking in the mud.
"Let
help you add more fuel to the fire
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