Chapter One Hundred Fifty Six

Lina ran up to the Mighty Warrior, "Frank, are you okay?" 

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just haven't received a beating of that level in quite some time. It's like I was fighting a brick wall," the man groaned, turning his hands to reveal the wounds that had formed on his knuckles. Something about the man's hands looked wrong, but Lina couldn't quite put her finger on it, "He feels next to nothing. I don't know if it happens when he's angry or if he's always like that." 

"I'm sorry for his…" the man raised his hand to silence the girl. 

"You don't need to apologise. I should have handled that situation more professionally. I might have gotten ahead of myself when I underestimated him," he admitted. 

"That's very high praise coming from you," Lina replied, helping the man up.