Immediately two of them got up quickly, trying to grab her legs. Cecilia jumped and landed a spin kick right into one's face. Smack! He spun twice before crashing down. The other she kneed in the chin as he rose, and he flew backward like a kicked ball.
By now, the last two men were scared. They moved slower, but still came. One tried to punch her low she caught his wrist mid-air and twisted it hard. Snap! He cried out. Then, without letting go, she pulled him forward and used his body to slam into the last guy.
Both of them hit the ground hard.
All thirteen men now lay scattered across the VIP room floor groaning, coughing, some holding broken jaws, others cradling twisted arms or ribs. The air smelled of blood and sweat.
Cecilia stood in the middle, her breathing steady, not even one strand of hair out of place.
She slowly turned her gaze toward Dr. Kai, who was still seated, frozen, his eyes wide in shock.
Then, in a calm but cold voice, Cecilia said,
