Billy and his men barged into the cafeteria, their footsteps echoing as they furiously stormed towards Vic and the group. Vic immediately rose to his feet, fists clenched, and stepped forward, a faint smile playing on his lips.
"What's up, Billy?" Vic questioned with forced calmness, standing his ground in front of the looming figure.
Without uttering another word, Billy suddenly threw his right hand forward. In an instant, three metallic chairs were ripped from the floor, hurtling through the air towards Vic with tremendous speed.
Vic's eyes widened in shock. At the last second, he swerved to the side, barely avoiding the chairs as they whizzed past him by mere inches. The projectiles didn't stop, though. They barreled forward, heading straight for Silas and Angelica, who were standing behind Vic.