Zeke's movement was too fast, too agile, a Strength of level seven could not have kept up.
Zeke was but a b*stard to Paxton, how could he have overpowered him? Paxton rattled his brain for an answer.
Zeke sent his knee into Paxton's gut once again, causing him to scream in pain.
"Where's Lily?" Zeke demanded, he did not want to waste anymore time.
"Lily? Your maid? Hahaha… she was such a nice plaything, her skin was silky smooth, also, her moans were heavenly, hahaha…" taunted Paxton.
Zeke, in his angered state, sent a fist towards Paxton.
Zeke's strength had exponentially increased since he began training under the Way, it was comparable to an Agility fighter's, and did not lag behind either.
Paxton was not going to last long.
Fist, after fist, after fist, connected with Paxton's face, and mouthful, after mouthful of blood flew out of Paxton's mouth.
Cry, after cry, after cry, came and went, before long, Paxton's face was swollen and deformed.
"Zeke, you b*stard, the lord will never forgive you!" A nearby guard cried out.
Although some of the guardsmen survived and were near, none dared stop him.
"Not talking?" asked Zeke, a forced smile on his face, he reeled for another punch.
"I'll talk, I'll talk... please, stop," Paxton begged.
Zeke punched him anyway, this time, far worse than those before.
Under his flurry of punches, Paxton had coughed up a lot of blood; his face turned pale, like paper.
"Zeke, why didn't you stop?!" Paxton demanded groggily.
He could not help but ask this question even though he was concussed, and could even barely stay awake..
"Next time, answer quicker. Let's continue..." Zeke said as he reeled his fist again.
"Stop! Stop, stop, stop! Please! Zeke! Master Zeke! No, Lord Zeke, please! Please I'll tell you everything, just stop!" begged Paxton.
"Lily was just sent to master Lincoln, she's not with me..."
Before Paxton could finish his sentence, a slash flew past him.
Paxton screamed.
"My arm!" with a voice full of agony.
Zeke had chopped off Paxton's arm, and without a second thought, tossed Paxton aside and sped off towards Lincoln.
"My-My Lord, are you alright?" His servants rushed to ask him once Zeke left.
The people around quickly wiped their brows and tended to Paxton.
"No, I'm all-left now, f*ck you! Get me, my father, now! I will f*cking kill that dog!" Paxton screamed, his screams were like a madman echoing in the courtyard.
Zeke's Lightfoot was in full throttle, his face filled with worry.
"F*ck! In my past life, Lily killed herself to avoid being defiled by Lincoln! I've gotten a new chance now, I can't just throw it away like that! Lincoln... you b*stard, I'm coming for you!" Lincoln was the Khan's medicine man.
When Zeke's father was still around, Lincoln's position was average, but soon after his father's disappearance, after Mitch took over the Khan, Lincoln immediately bounced his way up the social ladder.
Now, Lincoln barely acknowledges Mitch, assuming the Khan now belonged to him, and him alone.
Many Khan members disliked Lincoln; he was bothersome at best, a bully at worst.
However, the Khan needed Lincoln, for only he could give them what they needed.