Serval’s complexion turned awful.

He knew the sword was coming straight for him… Yet, despite his overwhelming strength, he felt completely powerless.

What did this mean?

Judging from his current state, he probably wouldn’t be able to defend himself against Dorian’s attack.

Without hesitation, Serval quickly slapped his hand on his seat and shot out of the window. He was a complete mess when he landed on the side of the road.

Swoosh!

The shimmering blade passed right through the car—it was instantly split in half.

“Hmm. You’re pretty good!” Harvey raised his thumb at Dorian.

It was quite an impressive attack; Harvey was sure he himself couldn’t do the same bare-handed. Then again, he had never tried using weapons. Maybe the car would turn to mush after that…

“Tell me, do I have the right to get involved now?”

Dorian pulled his sword back, and glanced calmly at Serval.

Serval’s expression kept changing. Then, he chuckled wretchedly. “No! You don’t! Go!”

At his command, four