Even beneath the moon's dim glow, Suga couldn't miss the chilling glare in those crimson eyes.
He watched as the agonized man attempted to crawl away, but Instructor Zion's boot relentlessly found its mark on the man's back. One stomp, then another, and yet more followed. Zion mercilessly pounded the man's body with his booted feet, the night's stillness accentuating the eerie chorus of cracking bones and anguished screams.
Suga couldn't say for certain, but he couldn't help noticing the boots growing increasingly soaked and darkened.
Involuntarily, Suga closed his eyes, turning aside to shield himself from a sight that sent shivers down his spine. Even though he acknowledged the man's deserving punishment, witnessing such brutality, especially right before his eyes, wasn't something he was accustomed to.
