(SOLANA’S POV)
I screamed and Arnold groaned as he writhed in pain on the ground. I saw that Pete was just about to lunge at him again and I hurried to stand between the both of them so that Pete did not reach Arnold the way he wanted to. But even with my presence in front of Arnold, Pete did not want to stop. He was still trying hard to get to Arnold, I had to push him back with all the strength that I had which was no match for Pete but was able to get him a few steps back.
“Pete! Stop it!” I yelled so that he could hear me and pay attention to me.
“Fucker! f*****g! Son of a b***h! Motherfucker! How dare you!” It was Arnold yelling at Pete.
I turned to look at him and I could see that he had blood coming out of his nose and he was clutching his face angrily.
“Let me get at you agai
