Chapter XXXII: Shadows of Deception

The tension in the air crackled like electricity as Damon and Sir Felix faced off, their voices rising in a heated argument that echoed through the pub like thunder. I watched with a sense of unease as the two men clashed, their sharp jaws and steely gazes betraying the intensity of their emotions.

"I won't let you take her," Damon growled, his voice low and dangerous as he squared off against Sir Felix. "She's not your property, and she doesn't belong to anyone."

Sir Felix's eyes narrowed at Damon's words, his lips curling into a disdainful sneer as he met his adversary's gaze with a steely resolve of his own. "She belongs to me," he countered, his voice cold and authoritative. "And I won't let you stand in my way."

As their argument raged on, the tension in the pub reached a fever pitch, the air thick with anticipation as everyone waited to see how the confrontation would unfold. But before the situation could escalate any further, a new voice cut through the chaos like a knife.

"Wh