A petite fighter?

Nothing prepared them for what they saw.

On the ground were three tall high schoolers and three girls who seemed to be injured or passed out.

Then there was a guy and a very small doll figure behind him.

It seemed as if the guy had saved her or so they thought.

The next thing they knew was the guy falling backwards with a bleeding nose and in front of them was a young slender girl with her leg still in a high kick.

She was not aware that there was someone else in the room already.

"I really don't want to hurt you so I'll took it easy on you today but next time we will all have a dance and I think we know the winner, hehehe" the girl giggled and clapped jumping excitedly as she danced to the grunts coming from the people she bashed.

"There will be no next time.." Anton managed to say after he had recovered from the shock that it was none other than his wife that had taken down not one or two but 7 people that were taller and bigger than she was.

Hearing a familiar voice she looked up and saw her husband with two armed men behind him, immediately her adrenaline rushed to her muscles ready to fight whoever wanted to harm her man.

"Easy girl, we're with him" Razorline sensed her determination. One of the things that differentiated her from the other guards was her ability to read faces and feel their aura.

With that Tamim calmed down, with a bright smile and a closed eyes, she gave out a very innocent smile with her hands together in front of her.

It made them rethink that she wasn't the one who just wreaked havoc.

For the nth time that day, Anton's was left speechless by his wife.