"Troy, you're going to kill him!" Randolph called out nervously from the corner of the room.
"Shut your fucking mouth!" Troy yelled out, pausing his assault to turn to his younger brother. "This is because you're weak," he spat shooting him a disdainful look. "Not only did you cling onto that Marbury boy, you also shamed our family name by losing to some commoner."
After delivering his retort, Troy returned to the task at hand, sending another glancing blow to the brow of the almost unconscious Michael.
"Troy… Maybe that's enough." Peter, the youth holding up Michael advised, sounding rather uncomfortable.
"UNFORGIVABLE!"
Michael's cry echoed within the room, startling the three. His bloodied face and pitiful figure was striking, showing an undeniable resolve that one wouldn't expect for someone in such a state.
Troy tilted his head back and laughed, "See!? He's not had enough yet."
