Chapter 6

The guard outside, Stanley Guerrero, rushed in upon hearing the commotion. Seeing Rudolf and Mose, he drew his sword without hesitation.

Stanley was a beggar Gabriela and I had found on the street. We took him in, gave him food, and set him to work in the fabric shop.

Over a year and a half, he revealed his exceptional martial arts skills. Gabriela and I decided to make him our guard.

Stanley furrowed his brows, pointing his sword at Mose and Rudolf. "Who are you? Let go of the lady!"

Rudolf scoffed, "A mere mortal is not worthy of knowing our names."

Stanley lunged at them. Mose struck him with a single palm, sending him flying. He crashed to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

My heart tightened, and I instinctively cried out, "Stanley!"

Mose grabbed my wrist, his voice laced with hidden anger. "You seem to care for him a lot."

I shot him a cold glance. "Why wouldn't I? Stanley is my guard, and I naturally care for him."

I felt the grip on my wrist tighten, but I g