During the three-minute journey, Sean had swiftly reached out to the two men from the Sacredice who took charge of Norah's safety, gathering insights about the unfolding incident.

"The baldy is Remy, the reigning champion of the underground boxing ring. Did you cross paths with him? Any internal injuries?" Sean found it impossible to articulate the depth of his worry upon hearing the news, urging Phillip relentlessly to drive faster.

Norah gracefully raised her hands, twirling in front of Sean, a subtle smile gracing her radiant face. “Don't worry about me. Besides, you've arranged for the men from the Sacredice to protect me. No harm will come my way."