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IX.6

ROGER WILLIS

“Get your hands off of my friends!!!” Dosed in both fear and courage, I yelled at thetop of my lungs as I pinned Yannick’s body against the hard wall.

“HAHAHAHA!!!” Seemingly unfazed by what I said, Yannick let out a manic laughter as his own response.

He glared over at me and I saw how the rings in his eyes began to glow and somehow squirm like a worm. The faint reddish glow seemed enough to strike a simple level of intimidation towards me. I got distracted by it and that gave Yannick the window of opportunity to strike his attack. He clenched me by the neck prompting me to let go of him just so I could hold his hand.

“GrR!” I grunted as I was starting to lose much oxygen.

I tightened my grip on Yannick’s arm hoping to pull it away but his grip on my throat was unbelievably strong and tight almost like a vice grip. He gave me a spiteful grin before easily dealing a blow straight to my chest. The blow was powerful enough sending me on the hard ground.

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