As we neared the first floor, footsteps approached, making them nervous. They tried to lift me and run.
But at that moment, a pair of black shoes came into view.
My heavy head tilted up, and I saw a stern, ice-cold face in front of me.
I opened my mouth to call out, but no sound came out.
The thug blocking our way, enraged, shouted, "Get out of the way!"
With a cold laugh, the man lifted his foot and kicked.
"Ouch!"
With a scream like a slaughtered pig, one thug was kicked back, hitting the stairs behind him with a crash that shook the building.
The force was so great it felt like the stairs had been dented.
In my daze, I smiled faintly.
Taking on Owen in a fight, they were practically courting death!
The other thug tried to fight but was pinned down by Elias, who beat him black and blue, making him scream.
I was successfully rescued by my two brothers and taken to the hospital.
"0-Owen why are you back?"
Every year during Christmas, Owen couldn't come home for the reunion, so his sudden appearance filled me with surprise and joy.
"If I didn't come back, do you think Elias could handle this situation?"