Bad news kept rolling in, but everyone had grown numb to it by now.
I'd become a regular fixture on the Martial Arts Forum, and it would be weird if I wasn't making headlines there daily.
I saw those messages too.
About Hawk Thompson and Dalia Yann's master, I knew absolutely nothing.
But deep down, I understood the Capital City Martial Arts Association wouldn't send ordinary people.
I pocketed my phone.
I'd need to lay low for the next three days.
I found a temporary hideout.
Then I pulled out my phone and found the video.
It was the footage Soren Sean had sent me.
I stared at the screen, conflict and anguish written across my face.
Storming the Martial Arts Association to demand someone back was suicide right now!
But I couldn't stand watching Mabel suffer!
No one knew when this nightmare would end!
So I wanted to release the video publicly!
That way, to save face, the Sean family would have to confront the Capital City Martial Arts Association themselves.
