A Lethal Warning

Magnus's POV

Pierre tried to shield himself, his arms coming up in a weak defensive posture.

He delivered a fist toward my face, then another, but the punches were pathetic, the weak flailing of a man who had never been in a real fight in his life.

I caught his wrist mid swing, twisted it until he cried out, then used the leverage to flip him onto his stomach on the table.

"Please! Magnus, stop! I