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"My little hero," said Rita, hugging her son.

"I didn't know you knew martial arts, Link." Lynn said fondly:

"I can't believe it; it's amazing that we have such animals in our city. Let's go to the police station now to report these bastards." said Mr. Loud, banging his fist on the table.

-in the late hours of the night-

It was one o'clock in the morning, and everyone was resting from the day they had had, especially Leni, who, after her parents had taken her to the police headquarters to denounce those who would attack her, had gone to her room to rest, and she did not even want to eat supper. The twenty-year-old awakened from a nightmare in which she was assaulted by the three men in the park, rose in a sweat, and nearly cried when she saw the jacket that Lincoln had lent her on a chair where she was sitting. Because of all the hustle and bustle of the night, she had forgotten to give it back to Lincoln.

The night was cold, and the nightgown she was wearing didn't keep her warm enough. Leni took her jacket and put it on. The moment the cloth touched her skin, a sense of security returned to Leni-a peace and quiet she had never experienced before. It wrapped her up and returned with her to the dream.

Leni went to bed again, sheltered from that sweet-smelling tunic her brother carried. She didn't know why, but that garment made her feel so warm and safe. She fell asleep slowly, and that night she dreamed that she and her brother were walking together on a golden road to a castle filled with the most elegant clothes she had ever seen.

....

While on the outskirts of town, in an old ruined workshop, the three attackers tend to the wounds inflicted by the white-haired man as best they can.

"Ahhhh, My nose, you blind bastard." Cletus was in front of a mirror, straightening his nose, which was crooked from Lincoln's many kicks and blows that practically hit him.

"This bastard-I will kill him when I find him." Bell said as he finished putting gauze on his chest to cover the wound, which was kind of hard for him because his rounded arm made it hard for him to do that.

While in the other room, he heard painful screams. It was the boss who was lying in bed with bandages all over his body. The man looked like a mummy, and on his shoulder was a large amount of cotton as well as bloody gauze where there was a piece of flesh that Lincoln cut from his body.

"I'll find him, and I'll make him pay for this. But first I'll go back to that girl and her mother and whatever sisters that bitch has, and then I'll kill them." The fat man rode very carefully so as not to open his wounds further on an old motorized cart, which he sometimes used to carry himself around his 'house' when his legs could not bear the weight of his enormous body.

The criminals drink vodka directly to relieve the pain of their injuries.

A blizzard had broken out outside. The wind seemed to rip the steel sheets of the roof and shake the old workshop to its foundations when suddenly the door opened, but it was not because of the wind.

The criminals turned to look at the door, and there they saw a boy who appeared to be about Lincoln's age, with waist-length black hair and a pale complexion. He wore a cloak that wrapped him from his neck to his feet, part of which formed a covering.

The criminals looked confused when the mysterious boy decided to speak.

"You dared to harm my God. And for that, you will pay the price."

The boy entered the old workshop and shut the door behind him, and the last thing that could be heard in that desolate part of town were the shrieks of terror and agony of the three men lost in the storm wind.

The next morning, the Louds enjoyed another delicious breakfast consisting of a feast of hot scones prepared by Lincoln, only this time the albino was surrounded by his sisters Luna, Lynn, and Lucy. "Hey girls, I don't think it's necessary." His three sisters helped him eat The Rock, who cut up the fluffy breakfast to put in Lincoln's mouth. Lucy wiped the drink from the corner of his lips with a napkin, and Lynn brought him a latte bought in the cafeteria, where Clyde had previously invited him. The athlete placed it near Lincoln's mouth for him to drink.

"Of course it is," Luna said, feeding him another piece of pie.

"Your brave spirit shone before the shadow of Cernia over our sister's purity." Lucy said, sitting on Lincoln's lap and wiping his syrup-stained bottom lip.

"You also have to eat well, because we are going to do a little karate like when we were kids, because if you are able to kick these guys butts, that means you can fight at a hundred percent level." Lynn said this as she was bringing the cup closer to Lincoln so he could drink his coffee.

Lynn feels a blow to the head; it was Lori who hit her with a folded magazine.

"Don't do too much trouble for our little hero," said Rita, pressing Lincoln's cheeks.

Meanwhile, in Lori and Leni's room, the seamstress was lying on her back. That day, Lori, Lola, and Lily promised to spend the day with her and encouraged her to forget the traumatic event she had to go through the previous night, saying that if it weren't for her little brother, it would have been the worst experience any girl could go through.

Leni had eaten her pancakes in bed with a side of crispy bacon and a cup of coffee. The tray was put away as soon as Leni finished eating. The girl was wearing a bathrobe and a towel on her head. After a relaxing bath, she put on a mask while her sisters painted their nails.