Jax stepped forward, leaving Seraphina behind.
Then from an unexpected angle, he charged directly at Zharina.
Sensing a punch coming out of nowhere, her combat instincts activated instantly. She retaliated without hesitation. Turned her body and launched a powerful side kick toward the threat.
But Jax was prepared.
He blocked her kick with his forearm. His other fist stopped mere inches from her exposed abdomen. A punch that could have landed but didn't.
Perfect control. Perfect demonstration.
Zharina's eyes widened with shock. Then narrowed with burning fury.
"Jax..." She caught herself immediately.
"Professor Jax. What is the meaning of this?"
Jax smiled with practiced innocence. "I was just pinpointing the flaw in your technique."
She glared at him with enough killing intent to make lesser men flee.
