Ten minutes later.
Sam sat on the floor and the old man who is on verge of death is lying beside him. A chunk of flesh is missing on his neck.
The flesh on the back of the old man was torn apart. He is barely breathing.
The other captains and vice captains who wanted to stop Sam are now standing as far away from him as possible to not to be his next victim.
Sam's body is riddled with wounds and he is panting heavily.
Blaine looked at Sam with surprise and confusion. He knew that Brice would act up when his buttons are pushed, but this is beyond what he imagined.
After a few moments, he shook his head off of these thoughts. Whatever Sam did is extremely beneficial to him at the moment, so there is no need for him waste his time and mull over useless thoughts. He can save those for later.
"Everyone get down. We are now going to pass judgement on Captain Brice."
