Chapter 110 - Prey and Predator
"Aaaargh! Let me go, you… f*cking… ogre!" Thomas hollered amidst his woeful cries. The vice-like grip of the hulking Nebula Lumis Guard was way above what the scrawny, weak newest generation nouveau riche could handle.
He was holding his hand below his captively held right wrist. Desperate as he tried to tug it, pull it free from its captor's hold. Yet, no matter how much he tried, the rapidly growing, surging pain was more than what the young master could withstand. Soon, his howls turned into miserable sobs, his pulls growing weaker and weaker as the last strands of his strength was gradually leaving his tired body.
In barely a minute, just as the door was pushed open, his roars were nothing more than weak, pathetic sobs of a man that held no ounce of his disdain, contemptuous arrogance.