The Law of Motion

John clicked his tongue before getting up. The man stood there quietly staring at John without saying anything. He was speechless. 

Meanwhile the girl continued to grab on to the man with her eyes closed. 

The brown-haired boy watched from a far with a surprised look in his face. 

"This doesn't mean your sins have been forgiven..." John muttered as he stretched out his hand to grab on to the girl's doll. 

She had dropped the doll when she moved in to take the attack for the man, so the doll with his arm still attached to it, stayed on the ground. 

John pulled out his arm from the doll, and watched as blood poured out of it and began to spill everywhere. 

It infuriated him, but he kept calm. 

He placed the ripped off arm back onto his arm in the area where it had been cut off, before steam began to flow out of it 

His pupils slowly changing between a yellow glow and a pitch-black colour as his arm slowly began to re-attach itself.