Twist Of Fate: Three Little Miracles

Richarlison with his injured arm charged at peter at once.

“Stop!” Mark ordered! Diana was terror stricken with the events unfolding that she had started to shiver the more. Beside Mark, Richarlison leaped up and landed squarely before Peter when he heard the command Mark made.

“You’re courting death to challenge the president general! Peter!” Sheer menace radiated off Richarlison as he halted in his attack.

Peter eyed Richarlison with a frown. “You might not necessarily be able to defeat me with your injured hand or even if we were to battle it out today. Furthermore, i have about six of my lackeys with me!”

“Hmpphh! We’ll only know about that after giving it a try..” Richarlison snorted and dropped into a fighting stance right away.

Peters eyes glinted with a murderous aura. Meanwhile, Mark’s face was bright red and he shook with rage. No one in sterling city dares go against me but this seemingly mafia of the triads goes against me!

Nonetheless, he was caught in a dilemma at the sight of the men behind him who all exuded murder. He came prepared, so it’d really be tricky and messy if things were to a head.

“Fuck off!” With that said Richarlison made his first move and attacked peter. He punched his fist forward with a whizzing sound as it cut through the air. The speed was lightening fast and it’s force was the maximum Richarlison could manage.

After all, he knew beforehand that he can’t show not even the slightest reservations when he dueled with peter.

When Peter saw him attacking, a sneer showed on his face. He made no move to dodge the blow as he faced the man head-on.

Bang!

Richarlison’s fist struck peters chest hard. The forceful recoil had the former stumbling back three steps, but the latter remained rooted to the spot without moving and without not even the slightest scratch on him.

Richarlison’s eyes paled, and he stared at Peter’s eyes with trepidation in his eyes. His capabilities actually did grew again!

Richarlison knew him from the military camp, Peter was his colleagues who got ousted from defying the military codes and conduct, been years since they last met.

“Haha… Richarlison, your punch was nothing more than a tickle! Don’t stop! Go on and hit me!” Peter said, throwing his head back and spreading his hands wide and roaring with laughter, not taking the other man seriously at all.

Richarlison was a formidable figure and his duty is to protect president general with his life and also to protect Mark with every ounce in him. Thus, he charged again as he can’t possibly withstand the challenge.Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

He bellowed, but he snagged a wooden chair this time around.

Smash!

The chair came down on the man hard and instantly splintered into smithereens, yet he remained standing there without moving an inch.

“I have already mastered the art of combat and the impenetrable skills, so you can’t injure me, not like before! Now it’s my turn!”

No sooner had he finished speaking than he swung his leg out at Richarlison.

Having no time to dodge, Richarlison was sent flying by that kick. He coughed up blood and collapsed onto the ground, his face contorting from the excruciating pain.

When Mark saw his condition, he frowned and almost lunged at Peter but Diana stopped him from doing so, “Don’t get yourself hurt! Someone whose duty is to protect you is on the floor, you can’t be a match, besides he seemed to be exceedingly skilled!”

She was worried that he can’t be able to defeat Peter and may end up injured. She didn’t knew why she felt worried but there she was, worried for Mark.

She hastily tugged at Marks sleeve, feeling so apprehensive that she was drenched in cold sweets. Few minutes ago, Jake tried to rape her, she had learnt what why and what he did to her and even the connection he has with Mark.

“Beat the so called Mark to stupor!” Peter yelled and his lackeys excluding Stab charged forward at once with their machetes and battle axes, but before Mark could drop into a defensive fighting stance, Diana pushed him outside and stood before him raising her hand, the silver ring on her hand could reflect someone’s countenance as it was very shiney and reflective.

The men immediately halted at their steps at an instant!

Before now, she immediately grabbed for the necklace around her neck and opened the small tiny box attached to it and picked out a silver ring. She thought that should be the ring and of the course that’s the ring that it’s bearers could control and command them, without them objecting.

At that sight, everyone was bowled over. Even Peter couldn’t help but take a closer look at Diana.

Alas, he felt as though he was on the verge of a heart attack when he truly scrutinized the lady.

He had obviously noticed the silver ring on Diana’s finger as well as the K. O carved on it.

The silver ring? The silver rin! Anyone who wears the silver ring is the overlord of the triad.

He and his men, including Stab fell into a trance for a moment. In the next second Peter bellowed at his lackeys, “Get the hell away, who asked you to attack?”

After roaring at his lackeys, he hastily apologized, “Sorry, Ma’am” he said as he squatted, kneeling down.

Never had him expected that Diana was now in possession of the silver ring.

The next moment, the sound of machetes and daggers was heard crashing into the floor as the lackey’s withdrew.

Diana was quite taken aback. Little did she expect the ring could make her this powerful. She was now very powerful, the overlord of the regiment.

She stammered as she blurted out, “what’s happening?” She astutely surmised that Peter should definitely have a reason for the sudden change in attitude.

No sooner had she finished blurting her questions out that the men dropped to their kneels before her with a thud!, On the heals of that, they all apologized simultaneously, “Sorry, Overlord!”

Diana was discombobulated, was it really just because of the ring? Even as she Wondered if they had lost their mind.

“I, Peter your servant, the grandfather of the Black axe Confraternity are at your service my Lord!” Peter said.

The few other men also greeted in unison and their greetings echoed.

Diana glanced at Mark who was as well kneeling down, “Stand up…. Is it because of the ring?” She inquired as she dragged Mark up, she felt bad the way Mark knelt down.

“We’re all your servants now as long as you wear the ring!” Mark explained, clearing Diana’s confusion as he stood up!.

Upon discovering the power she had gained, she immediately felt to try and at that moment ordered, “Bring my kid’s back to me!”