Chapter 325: A Night To Remember (Part 7)

Don didn't immediately answer and just stepped forward toward the man clutching the rail before delivering a violent kick to the chest. It sent the man tumbling down with force, the sound of bone crunching audible.

"It's done, thanks." Done finally responded. 

With the last of the attackers dealt with, Charles casually brushed his hands together, silver wings folding neatly behind him as if nothing had happened. The eerie quiet that followed was only broken by the hard click of his shoes against the debris ridden marble floor as he approached Don.

Around them, people began to stir. Some peeked out from behind overturned tables and furniture, while others slowly rose from their crouched positions. The initial panic had vanished, replaced by wary silence. 

It was clear that Charles's presence alone made them feel safer. And for those who recognized Don, that sense of security only grew.