Author's POV "What the heck is that mother? Are you going to let this dead dog insult me?" James asked, his eyes brimming with fire. "I said, hold it. Go, sit down. I'll handle this myself!" Laura said calmly, her voice cooling the hot air. James looked Nathan dead in the eye. If he had the chance, he would literally rip Nathan into two. But Nathan didn't even flinch. The charisma he displayed was very strange and no one, not even he himself would have expected it. They say a warrior isn't determined in his fist, but in his mind. Nathan fulfilled that saying 100 percent. "That was a courageous talk, Nathan Wade, I applaud you!" Laura began. "You've got guts. I never knew. That is amazing! We could have used your guts in many ways long ago!" "Now, listen, the both of you!" Laura said, pointing to Nathan and James who was still staring at Nathan deadly. His stare could freeze hell itself. "Nathan Wade here has just brought up a challenge. He called upon the James' Family,
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