"Molly!" Lucas Scott's eyes were bloodshot as he kicked aside the person blocking his path and charged toward the Little Princess standing frozen in place.
Right at the last moment, he reached the Little Princess, grabbed the wrist of the person, and twisted it hard.
But a dagger suddenly appeared behind him, stabbing toward him!
Just as Lucas was about to dodge, he thought of Molly in front of him, his brow furrowed, and he could only block the dagger with his arm.
"Tss—" The sharp dagger pierced Lucas Scott's arm.
He let out a muffled groan, kicked the person in front of him away, and pulled the dagger out of his shoulder.
Ripping the sleeve off his shirt, he quickly tied it around the wound to stop the bleeding.
Holding the dagger in his hand, he stood protectively in front of the two Little Buddies, looking coldly at the several people in front of him.
