Grace straightened up, her expression completely composed, as if she hadn't just dismantled a man twice her size in a matter of seconds.
Lisa couldn't believe what she had just witnessed. She had known Grace was capable of handling herself, but this was something entirely different.
The sheer precision and brutality of her moves were terrifying. Grace had taken Trevor apart with clinical efficiency, as if she had rehearsed the whole thing in her mind long before it even happened.
Afterward, Grace walked towards Lisa, her expression unreadable. "Don't ever get in my way, Trevor," she said over her shoulder, her voice cold as ice. "And make sure you let everyone know that I'm not someone you touch without consequence."
Trevor whimpered in response, still clutching his mangled arm and leg. Lisa was still in as Grace took her hand and they continued on their way as if nothing had happened.