UNBREAKABLE BOND
he was a force.
For a heartbeat, silence ruled. No one moved.
Then chaos erupted.
“Get him!” Bryce barked, his composure finally cracking. The guards surged forward.
But Williams was already moving.
The first man reached him, swinging the butt of his rifle. Williams caught the strike, twisted, and slammed his elbow into the man’s face. Bone crunched, and the guard collapsed with a guttural groan.
Two more rushed in. Williams ducked, spun, and drove a fist into the gut of one, sending him staggering back, gasping for air. The other aimed his weapon, but Williams kicked it away, his movements sharp, precise, controlled rage channeled into every strike.