Rosemary eyed the encroaching Chester with caution, still unsure of their Achilles' heel.
She had tried stabbing at Chester's temple, heart, and stomach, and other areas with a knife, but it had no effect on them.
"Take the grandparents and leave first, I'll cover your retreat with my men," Romeo said to the girl beside him as the Chesters closed in.
"You can't handle them on your own," Rosemary knew that besides Romeo, even Jack and the others were no match for these Chesters.
Romeo was trying to buy her time, and she feared it could cost him his life.
"Just do as I say." Romeo's blade swiftly slashed at Chester's arm, but from shoulder to wrist, Chester's skin remained unscathed, as if he were some lifeless automaton.
More and more bodyguards fell, with nowhere left to retreat. The main doors were sealed shut, their guns were out of bullets, and the windows stood two meters high.
