"I will miss you James." Garrison met James' eyes. The other man laughed but his eyes filled with sadness.
"My emotions for you are not limited to respect, Garrison. I have come to worship you. That is the only reason I am stopping you." James pleaded but it was too late. The punch landed straight on his nose and he took a step back, staggering.
"You think I can not fight you if you take my weapons?" Garrison's voice came from the deep underworld. James could feel the danger and gulped. "I will tear you apart from my bare hands. This is my last chance of mercy, James. Run away and never look back." The whispers left James in goosebumps as he felt another punch on his guts.
He could feel all the internal organs shaking with a simple punch. He knew he was no match to raging Garrison. He could have put up a fight when Garrison was normal but now.. His dark eyes when he fought with monsters were gleaming in the darkness.
