Get Ready For Allvar Falck's Ruthless Return

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Allvar smirked, rolling his shoulders as he approached, eyes gleaming with amusement. “Funny, I was just about to say the same to you.”

The last two thugs exchanged nervous glances, clearly shaken by how quickly the tide had turned. One of them swallowed hard, his voice shaky as he shouted, “He’s a freakin’ fighter! How the hell are we supposed to take him down?”

“Maybe if you all attacked at once, you’d stand a chance,” Allvar taunted, his voice low and dripping with danger. He tilted his head slightly, daring them to make a move. “But then again, maybe not.”

The leader’s face twisted in frustration as he barked, “Stop standing around like idiots! Take him down! Now!”

The two remaining men hesitated for a split second, exchanging one more glance before rushing at Allvar. The first swung wildly, fists flying, but Allvar was ready. He ducked under the punch with ease, his lips curling in a smirk, and delivered a brutal uppercut to the thug’s chin.

The sound of bone cracking was unmi