The man grabbed her tight pulling hana close.
"What the—?!" she gasped, instinctively swinging her other hand in a punch.
But the man caught that too, his grip unrelenting.
"Feisty beauty," he sneered, pulling her toward him. His breath reeked of something stale and metallic.
"Let me go!" Hana shouted, struggling, but his strength overpowered hers.
Jai didn't think. He didn't hesitate.
He launched forward, fists tight, and aimed straight for the man's face. "Get your hands off her!"
His punch connected with a sharp crack—but the man only staggered back a step, then turned with a wide grin, his grip loosening just long enough for Hana to yank herself away.
"Oh? Another one?" the man said, clearly amused now.