Her left hand held onto the armrest of the chair, she moved slightly, and her hand fell on an emerald.
Nathan Foster rushed forward the moment her hand pressed down, wrapping an arm around her waist.
This series of events happened in an instant, and soon, the chair sank downward.
The Lucky King was momentarily stunned before realizing the two of them had escaped!
When the people waiting for them rushed to the chair, they found it completely flat, with no trace left behind.
Not even a seam between the stones.
Nathan Foster and South Grant fell down together, and at that moment of descent, Nathan wrapped his arm around her waist, making her lie on him.
As they fell, Nathan cushioned South's fall beneath him.
South hadn't expected Nathan to react so quickly, and before he could respond, she had already drawn the Swiss Army Knife from her waist, aiming it toward Nathan's heart.
Years of training had honed Nathan Foster's reflexes to an extreme level.
