Atticus' fists moved in an unending torrent; he seemed frenzied, yet his actions were incredibly controlled. If not, considering the brutality of each punch, how could Sonorous survive for so long?
Sonorous was amongst the four people Atticus planned on teaching a 'lesson' to today. Atticus had never been one to care about the reasons for people's actions, especially when it was against him.
But he had never once felt any hostility from Sonorous, even today when they faced each other.
He wasn't going to lie, it got him thinking a bit. He just couldn't understand why Sonorous had decided to fight him. Was it really about his friendship with Gerald? He didn't think so.
This thought only lasted for half a second before Atticus deadened the thought. At the end of the day, it didn't matter.
Actions beget consequences, and that small fact wasn't going to change.
