Clifford felt like one second lasted a lifetime.
But when time finally felt like flowing normally again, everything was already decided.
In the blink of an eye, Samuel's palmed hand thrust right into the joint between Clifford's shoulder and chest, and Marcus had his hands around Clifford's neck, squeezing it as hard as he could.
Clifford's eyes became bloodshot, but he waited patiently, trying not to waste any vain effort in breathing.
'One... Two... Three... Four...'
When he counted to ten, everything happened all at once.
He spun his body like a hurricane, breaking Samuel's arm as the elder's eyes widened, when he noticed he couldn't take his hand from Clifford's shoulder.
He had out so much strength in his neck that, with the momentum of his spin, Marcus' body lifted up and spun around with him.
