I knew that if I weren't so detached from the whole situation, I would have been impressed with how long he managed to hold that weight up. It had to kill the shoulders, but he didn't seem to feel the pain.
"I can still fight; it's just a twisted ankle from getting around this fucking cage this morning," grunted Yin Jie as he looked between me and Alpha.
I wanted to tell him that he really shouldn't complain about his accommodations, but that would involve putting in more effort than I wanted to.
"What are you waiting for? Heal him!" yelled Alpha from his comfy spot on the other side of the bars… safe and sound away from the idiot with a 40 lb weight as a weapon.
I stepped forward, only to have Yin Jie raise the dumbbell over his head.
I was sure that if I really tried to analyze the situation, I would have been able to see what was coming next, but…
