Suddenly!
A shadow flashed before her eyes, and Aurelia Shaw couldn't make out who it was. She raised her cane and struck down, only hearing a "thump," as the man fell to the ground. She didn't give him a chance to react and swung the cane a few more times.
"Ouch, ouch," cries of agony sounded.
The man curled his back, his arms protecting his head, and pitiful cries continuously emerged from under his arms.
Aurelia found the voice strangely familiar.
"Stop... stop hitting, I... I'm Hadrian Turner."
Hadrian Turner?
Aurelia paused, furrowing her brows, looking over at the man squatting on the ground with his head in his arms.
She kicked him lightly and called out, "Hey, lift your head up."
The man tried to move a little, slowly lifting a face bruised and swollen, glasses hanging loosely on his ear, one lens shattered, looking quite a mess.
