As Atticus's words reverberated, the atmosphere tensed, and suddenly, Hen found himself suspended by one hand, only to be violently slammed onto the unyielding floor like a ragdoll.
BAM!
Pain coursed through Hen's body, his grip on the knives involuntarily loosening.
Before he could fathom what transpired, he was hoisted into the air again, subjected to another merciless impact, instantly knocking the air out of his lungs.
BAM!
And then, every youth in the area watched, their bodies subtly trembling as Atticus kept lifting up and slamming Hen on the floor countless times, each time more brutal than the last.
**BAM! BAM! BAM!**
Atticus was precise every time he brutally slammed Hen on the floor.
Although he wanted to thoroughly teach him a lesson, he had no intention of losing 1% of his points, no matter how small it was.
