Elizabeth was almost passed out in sleep at this point and wasn't really following the confrontation between Miguel and Martin. Miguel kept glancing at her every now and then to make sure she was okay, his face tight with worry even as he faced off with Martin.
Martin scoffed, then turned to his men with mock curiosity. “Why is he still standing?” he asked loudly. “I don't want you to shoot him yet, just take out his legs, let's see if he’ll learn some manners.”
The two armed men who had their weapons trained on Miguel took a step forward, ready to follow through. But before they could act, Miguel sprang into motion. He moved to his right, elbowing one in the neck, then twisted left to deliver a clean punch to the other’s gut. The second man dropped his gun as he doubled over, groaning i
