As Roac Lopez screeched like a banshee, he suddenly grabbed a cup from the table and threw it right at me. Narrowing my eyes a little, I caught the cup in one deft motion, leaned forward, and smashed the cup right on his head.
Thud!
There was a dull thud as thick ceramic made contact with an even thicker skull. Then, the cup shattered into a million pieces and covered the man in fragments.
“Argh!”
Roac let out a bloodcurdling scream as lines of blood streamed down his forehead with incredible speed. He already looked like a pig after the new makeup I gave him a moment ago, but now he looked positively wretched.
“Aaaaaaaaaaaaah! It hurts!”
Roac kept screaming as he attempted to backpedal away from me only to knock over another table behind him. He grabbed his head with both hands in a
