Andre pummeled him continously and methodically not caring how maniacal he looked. Kelly whimpered and cried as she desperately tried to free herself of Winter's grip while cradling her half fallen dug out eye. She should have stayed silent. Was what his men thought after the horrific brutality Andre gave her.
He had paused mid punch and side eyed her. It was a look that Kelly felt to the depths of her soul and yet strangely, it felt familiar...
Andre stopped attacking Winter and fully turned to face the bleeding woman before him. He stretched out his hand and was about to touch her when he paused and stared at his hand, contemplating. "Don't, tou.. toush herrr,"Winter spluttered bloodily. Instead, Andre chuckled. "I had always sworn to never touch her but," he pointed out cryptically,"Looks like I broke that promise,"he shrugged nonchalantly and stared at her. "Oh well, might as well break it completely,"he stated before patting Kelly's head.
