Brian's pants were ripped open by the edge of the stairs, exposing his thin, shriveled legs to everyone present.
The banquet hall instantly descended into chaos. Everyone rushed forward, scrambling to help Brian to his feet.
But no matter how hard they tried, his legs were like two lumps of jelly, completely unable to support his weight.
With a dull thud, Brian collapsed onto the cold marble floor again.
At that point, no one dared touch him.
Everyone was terrified of making his injuries worse. If that happened, Maria would never let them off the hook.
Brian lay on the floor, writhing in pain and gasping like a fish out of water.
Cathy's face turned deathly pale. She stumbled backward several steps, stammering, "How... how is this possible? Brian was standing just a second ago..."
