My hand tightened around the back of his head, and for a brief moment, I held him there as his body trembled. Not in resistance but in the realization that he had already lost.
Then I slammed his head into the concrete with full force. The impact echoed through the parking lot. When I let go, his body collapsed and twitched once before going still.
What followed was silence as if the entire space had frozen for a second.
Only one remained.
I turned toward him slowly, and this time there was no arrogance left in his face, no trace of the confidence he had earlier.
He was just standing there, staring at the bodies on the ground, his expression cracking apart as reality finally settled in. Fear replaced everything else.
He took a step back, then another, his movements unsteady.
"Wait… we can talk about this…"
I walked toward him without stopping, my steps calm and even, each one making his breathing grow louder and more uneven.
