Dylan stood still, seemingly frozen in shock by the incoming slap. A cruel smile tugged at the corner of Luther's mouth. 'How dare he expose my secret and humiliate me? Today, I'm going to knock his teeth out and make him disappear from Carthage City. That's how I roll.'
But just as Luther's hand was about to strike Dylan's face, he suddenly felt his wrist immobilized. A sharp pain shot through his arm. Turning his head, he realized his wrist was being tightly gripped by someone. He struggled to break free, but the grip only tightened. Before he could utter a sound, an overwhelming force lifted him off the ground and slammed him back down.
"Bam!" As Luther's body hit the floor, he coughed up a mouthful of blood, letting out a pained scream.
Everyone in the room was stunned. None of them
