He wanted to scream and shout at Stephan, asking what Stephan thought he was doing, but he could not finish a single word.
Pieces of fabric started to come out of the sleeves, covering the arms that had held him and were restraining him.
He heard the voice of Stephan behind him. "Sleep."
The black bandage Evil Spirit had already used the hand wraps to cover around his mouth, causing his voice to become muffled.
As more of it came out, it soon began to coil around his mouth more before going down to his neck.
It started to become painful for Gerald just as it became increasingly difficult to breathe.
He could only struggle in his present situation, but he had been lifted off the ground in the full nelson hold that he had been put into.
He could only kick and flail his feet around in an attempt to escape.
He was not the young man that he once was.
There was a time when he had to get his hands dirty and had to be strong to uphold his reputation.
