Aspen's eyes never left Andrew as she asked nervously, "Andrew, do you need my help?"

Andrew calmly replied with just two words, "No need."

With a casual motion, he slapped a thug holding a machete so hard the man flew back. Without even looking, he threw his elbow backward, smashing into another guy swinging a steel pipe like he was volunteering to get wrecked. The blow crushed his nose flat, and he howled in pain.

Andrew's expression did not change—no anger, excitement, just pure calm. T