Adrian, hearing their voices, didn’t react like a man who’d be scared. Instead, he kept taking his steps with the same precision—not too fast, not too slow—as if none of it mattered to him.“Hey, you.” One of them called out, his deep voice echoing thickly into the night air.But Adrian didn’t pause his steps for a moment.Come on, just lay your hands on me, Adrian muttered to himself.He always preferred when someone struck first—that confirmed a clash, that confirmed permission to retaliate.Still calm, still moving.Anger brewed in the man on the left edge, and the one on the right as well. But the one in the middle, slim and smallest in size, seemed different.The slim one lunged forward to grab Adrian, but Adrian, calculating by the stretch of shadow on the evening ground, saw the attempt long before it came. With a swift twist, he slipped just out of reach.To their surprise, the attacker stumbled for
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