Unfortunately, there was no longer any opportunity.
After a brief moment of surprise, Arfen Finch reacted immediately.
With a swift leap down the steps, he swung his right foot and kicked away the handgun that James Xavier was raising.
Seeing Iria Lindsay tumble to the bottom of the steps, Arfen Finch's pupils contracted, and he launched himself, racing down the steps.
"Iria!" He landed at the bottom of the steps, catching the falling Iria Lindsay in his arms and quickly lifting her off the ground. "Are you okay?"
The sound of hurried footsteps echoed at the entrance of the hall.
The security guards inside immediately charged out.
At this moment, James Xavier had just gotten up from the ground, ready to grab the gun that had fallen nearby.
With his gaze sweeping over Iria Lindsay's blood-covered face, Arfen Finch shouted furiously in a loud voice.
"Kill him!"
The men immediately drew their guns, aiming and firing at James Xavier, who leapt up desperately.
