Sebastian tugged on his shoulder roughly.
In response, Atlas struggles, his hands clawing at Sebastian's arms desperately, anyway he can get free—his hands, arms, and neck.
With a frustrated growl, he struck his face across his cheeks with his palm, stinging.
Atlas staggered a few steps backward in shock.
Sebastian grabbed his hands and twisted them behind his back, where he grunted in pain and surprise.
Atlas twirled around, his hair sprawled messily. His arms bunched behind his back, Sebastian tugged him harder. "Come on. Don't waste my time."
Atlas felt the pain in his wrist from being pulled so tightly, but he had no choice but to endure the pain.
He was pulled so many that he could stumble forward. He gritted through his teeth. "Let me go. I'm not going."
A malicious smile curves across the corner of his lip. "Don't you think you're being too bold when you're this weak?"
