C97 The Terror of a Martial Artist.
"Now you're begging for help? Weren't you full of swagger a moment ago?" Rohan's lips twisted into a mocking smile. Madelyn had charged at him the second she walked in, ready to slap him without a word—arrogance personified.
Once she realized who he was, she dropped to the ground, groveling like a dog, begging for mercy.
Rohan detested people like her