“Fuck it, dude. Look at my face now?” Grant’s voice was filled with madness while he stood in front of the mirror and stared at his reflection.

They just finished sparing, and Helios was really in a rage, making him punch Grant’s face with anger.

As for Grant, he didn’t dodge and received Helios’s strength, leaving a cut and bruises on his face.

“Fuck! You can punch my body, but why my face?!” he yelled as he faced Helios.

Helios arched his brow as he drank a bottle of water, taking it in one gulp.

“Damn it. My chicks will—”

“Shut up, fucker. Just fuck your informant,” Helios said as...