IAN'S POV

　　Without warning, he charged at me, his fists clenched and his face twisted into a mask of rage. "You're nothing but a pathetic interloper!"

　　His punch came fast, but I was quicker. With a swift sidestep, I evaded his strike effortlessly. "I'm not here to steal anything, Aiden. Just trying to keep the peace."

　　He stumbled forward, his attack missing its mark. "You don't know anything about me or what's going on!"

　　My voice remained ...