Even Alicia was not sure what had possessed her to react that way.
But as the saying goes, "When in Rome, act like the Romans."
She wasn't in the 21st century, where she could be arrested for something as simple as a verbal assault. Over here, it was kill or be killed. Jungle justice. Only the strong would survive.
And she was going to survive.
Two of the man's friends rushed to his side, while one whose face was red with fury began to approach Alicia while wielding his weapon, which had the shape of a sickle.
"You are going to die!" He said in a furious tone as he tried to attack her with it, but she quickly dodged the first strike.
"I can say the same for all of you if you do not hand over the keys and step aside," Alicia spoke in a serious tone before she pointed the sword at the man, firmly grabbing it with both hands.
