Adrian tried to pull back. But before he could react, the old man's hand shot out, grabbing his leg with his vice grip. With little to no effort, the old man then proceeded to toss Adrian across the room.
With nothing to hold onto, Adrian flew across the room, stopping after hitting the wall on the opposite side. The cracked plaster splintered under the force of his impact, leaving Adrian dizzy and disoriented. But his troubles were yet to appear.
"Weak... that's what you are! How dare you seek revenge on us with that pathetic strength?"
Adrian couldn't hear the old man's words and grabbed his head as blood trickled down. His vision turned blurry, like he was underwater. He blinked rapidly, trying to shake himself to his senses.
'That hurt...' It was the only thought in Adrian's head.
