Salute To The General

Chapter 1953



Thomas dropped all pretext of courtesy. He leaped towards Morgoth and swung his fist.

The punch was so deadly that it left a whistling sound in its wake. It is clear that he was no ordinary fighter.

Thomas's men cheered him on.

"Awesome!"

"Show them how it's done, Captain!"

"Teach him a lesson!"

Morgoth did not even flinch. He watched in amusement as Thomas's fist approached him, but made no attempt to avoid it.

Thud!

His fist collided heavily into Morgoth's face.

Thomas's men whooped. Even the guests joined in.

Aron looked worried. He frowned and turned to Sherman to see how he was taking this.

Sherman and Pathol did not appear bothered. They watched on with interest.

Expecting to shatter his nose and getting his hands dirty with blood, Thomas was unpleasantly surprised.

though he had punched into a block of steel. He recoiled in horror, feeling his hand gingerly

at Morgoth, he did not seem too

Thomas's fist had struck.

of the God of War. Is that all you've got?" Morgoth taunted. "I must say, I'm

the North Army

our Army?" Thomas roared. "I will beat you into a

another punch. This one

was a blow that could have struck a

the last second, Morgoth moved out of the way and

off guard by

time to react, Morgoth snapped

volume and intensity of it horrified the spectating guests. They

arm was

of sweat formed on his

his lip to endure the

same

Slam!

kick and flew backward, landing heavily on his

Smiths cried in

him, boys."

Thud! Pow! Crash!

kicked back from Morgoth, most of whom

such skill and power to come from

right arm was becoming unbearable.

Morgoth strode over to him and

good enough to pick a fight with the Goldstein family? Did you think you could speak to