Shadow Levi turned his head to the beast, seeing nothing more than a kitten that was acting out, a pup that needed to be straightened so it respected its master.
"Now then, it's your turn." The voice came out deep and distorted but the words were audible.
The beast tried to say something but the words died in his mouth, when he tried again he was greeted with a gut-punch, the same one that took Conor's air out of his lungs.
He swore he felt his bones shatter, he was still trying to recover from that when the knee flew to his face causing a few of teeth to fly in every direction.
'Is he, is he using every punch and kick I've used against that brat?'
It was exactly like that, Levi wasn't planning to kill him though he wasn't holding back his punches. He was going to return everything tenfold.
"I-I—"
