Chapter 25: Disjoint Bone Technique

These guys came in hard; a few workers who had heard the commotion wanted to come watch, but they backed off in a hurry. Running was no longer an option. Prince Yale kept quiet, grabbed a stick, and silently took his place behind his son. "Manager, thank God you're here!" Mitch bolted over, pointing at the swollen lumps on his head. "This punk is outrageous. Look at me-he did this. You can't let him go." "Useless. Get out of my way!" Reginald, the manager, planted a boot on his rear, then strode...