While the four men were still locked in conversation, they suddenly became aware of the rising commotion outside. Grand Viper's hawk-like eyes immediately sharpened as he turned to look into the distance, his tone dropping to a deadly chill.

"Mr. Driscoll… we've got company, and they're not here for tea."

Quinton and Mosby reacted a beat faster than Rafael, thanks to their higher combat instincts.

"What the hell…" Mosby muttered, eyes narrowing in suspicion.

Quinton stared for another se