"Ow!" The thug shrieked, trying to shove the kid away.
However, despite being hit in the face, he kept hiring, giving the security whose gun had been snatched the chance to take it back.
Then he hit the thug in the face and swept his feet off the ground, sending him down to the ground hard.
Dahlia felt her heart drop to the pit of her stomach when she recognized him and she rushed toward him worriedly. "Rhys!"
Hearing her voice, Rhys turned toward her and grinned broadly.
"Mommy!"
Dahlia stooped worriedly before him.
The thug had hit him in the nose when he bit too hard, and happened to break a part of his nose.
Feeling the warm liquid trickling down his nose, Rhys raised his arm to wipe it clean when she held his hand and did it.
"Why would you do something like that?"
He grinned, "It looked like he was going to shoot you with that pistol,"
He was still talking when a small figure darted past him.
