What followed after the laughter was loud clapping sounds from the men surrounding them, but Kelvin didn't waste any time. He knew it was to momentarily distract him so that the men could all overpower him.
Kelvin didn't care about the noise as he swung his body again. This time, the chair connected with something else. Instead of another body, a hand had grabbed the leg of the chair, forcing him to stop moving.
Because Kelvin was slightly hunched over, he couldn't see anything else other than the long legs of his captors.
"You've put up quite a good fight." Someone spoke to Kelvin, his voice different from the leader. It was gruff and deep.
"Huh?" Kelvin feigned in confusion, pretending to relax his body and finally ready to surrender. Right when he felt the grip on the chair loosen
