Chapter 62: I Call The Shots

Damian's whole arm was twisted like a pretzel.  His arm was mangled, with torn muscles and tendons, and even the bones twisted into knots.  It was a gruesome sight. Damian lay on the ground, his mouth opening and closing like a dying fish, spitting out mouthfuls of blood. Everyone sucked in a breath.  They couldn't believe Allan had taken down Damian so brutally with just one move. "He's so strong! Stronger than most people in the Dragon Team!"  Elsa stared in disbelief.  Damian wasn't...