As Eric hit him, he became angrier.
"You want Riya? You ugly bastard!" He snarled and kicked his head, covered by his hands, hard.
Bang!
The kick forced his head into the ground, and while Eric couldn't see if it got some damage, he was sure the hand his foot landed on surely broke as he had felt that crack.
Bang!
"Ahhhhh!" Luke cried out.
Eric ignored his pleadings and continued kicking him without stop.
The onlookers flinched each time he kicked while Rosalie had turned around, not wanting to see the scene. She even wanted to plug her ears, but thinking it might displease Eric, she didn't.
After five minutes, Eric felt his anger slowly abate and stopped. He then looked at Luke, who had become still a few moments ago... already dead, and kicked him before stepping toward Rosalie.
He grabbed her chin and made her look at him as he asked, "You don't blame me, right?"
