The pink uniformed disciples looked at Michael with some hesitation as Solomon stuttered in fear, "You...you have no...idea what've you done. If you….come-"
His words stopped coming out of his mouth as he saw Michael moving towards him. Overwhelming fear paralyzed the other two disciples behind him and the girl and stood there shivering.
Michael said nothing. He just stopped moving for a second before his body shook slightly before appearing instantly right in front of Solomon.
With the broken arrowhead right between his fingers, he made a fist and
slammed it into the face of Solomon with no fancy movements.
"Ah!" Solomon cried out in agony as he tried to cover his face in instinct.
However, Michael grabbed him by the neck and punched him again and again and again and again.
"AAAAHHHHHHHH!"
Zzzzzhhhhhhh!
Zzzzzhhhhhhhh!
