It didn’t end there, though. Michael watched as Luis managed the strength to start crawling. Without a word, he just began struggling his way across the floor.
Griffin audibly scoffed at his effort. “What’re you doing here? Go be a fireman. Go deal with power plants or go research acids or something. Why would you participate in something like this? You’re powerless against most of us.”
Luis carried on without reply, dragging himself. His body trembled. The camera feed zoomed in, showing his face bulging in stress. Luis blew out air, exasperated, and gave another tug, crawling another inch.
“Seriously? Give up,” Griffin said, looking down on him. “Give up before you break something.”
Luis gave no other response than to grunt -- to force himself to breathe -- and inc
