"Welcome to the Underworld kid, the place of madness and sins. How about we talk?"
As soon as those the words flowed into Corey's ears, his pupils constricted and in the next instant he grabbed the arm on his shoulder, kicked his right leg backwards in an attempt to trip the source of the voice.
As soon as he felt his right leg hit the leg of the person behind him, he instantly tightened his grip around the arm and tried to fling the other person over his shoulders.
But,
"Calm down kid. I'm not here to hurt you, if I wanted, you'd be dead by now."
The person spoke with a calm tone filled slight amusement as he tightened his grip on Corey's right shoulder.
Corey could feel an iron grip coming from the hand on his shoulder and from the grip, he knew he could not defeat the person behind him in terms of strength.
"What do you want?"