"Let me go! You're digging your own grave!" Quinton squeezed out the words with difficulty. His breathing was becoming increasingly labored, and his face had turned bright red from lack of oxygen. His legs flailed helplessly, and his hands clawed futilely at Cyrus's arms. Terror and fury filled his eyes.
"Today, I'll make it known that the Celestials are not untouchable." A flicker of resolve flashed in Cyrus's eyes. Without hesitation, he delivered a punch to Quinton's face. This punch carried all the anger he had accumulated over the Celestials' misdeeds, as well as his unwavering determination to avenge the Parker family and break the Celestials' oppressive rule. The punch sliced through the air with a sharp whistle, tearing through the atmosphere.
Quinton flew backward and landed hea
