I Warned You

The nobleman was aghast with a tinge of whiteness flashing across his red face. "You pissant! You dare accuse me of such–"

"You've got three seconds to let me go," Ayse cut the nobleman off. "Or you'll be left with only half of your security team."

Of course, the nobleman scoffed, "Shut up! You're no better than a fly–"

"One…" 

"I'm talking, pissant! Speak over me again and I'll have you–"

"Two…" Ayse snickered mid-countdown without hesitation. 

"We take him to my room now!" the nobleman barked at his military escort. "We'll return to the tower after swatting this fly around–"

"Three." 

Thwa– Crack, crack!

While Ayse's arms were being pressed against his back, Ayse abruptly flipped backward with little to no jump. He swung his knee up as if going into a standing gainer. But the moment Ayse was upside down, he drove both knees to the side. Had Ayse extended his feet as well, he would've done a perfect side split.