First Rate Martial Artist

The rest of the gang quickly dispersed, though many of them still looked unsettled. Raul lingered for a moment, eyes lingering on Ash before he, too, turned and left.

He was sharp-minded and knew something very unusual had happened, but the more he thought, the more he felt a chill behind his spine, as to how terrifying this Ash kid was.

As soon as they were alone, Krom leaned back in his chair and exhaled. "Hah. That went better than I thought."

Ash chuckled, shaking his head. "Yeah, but some of them still don't buy it."

Krom snorted. "Doesn't matter. They won't act unless they're sure I'm weak. And I'm not." He flexed his fingers, feeling the lingering strength in his body.

Ash nodded. "For now, just keep them in line. I'll let you know if I need something."

With that, the Broken Fang Gang was now under their control.