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.

the face, felt as though he had punched into a block of steel. He recoiled in horror, feeling his hand

too

Thomas's fist had struck.

God of War. Is that all you've got?" Morgoth taunted.

the North Army

dare you speak ill of our Army?" Thomas roared. "I will beat you into

punch. This

could have struck

Morgoth moved out of the way

caught off guard by the speed of his

he had time to react, Morgoth snapped

of it horrified the spectating guests. They shuddered

right arm was completely

in pain. Beads of

lip to endure the pain and aimed a kick

Morgoth had the same idea,

Slam!

force of Morgoth's kick and flew backward, landing heavily

cried in

Let's get him, boys." Thomas's men rushed

Thud! Pow! Crash!

kicked back from Morgoth, most of whom gasping and throwing up

such skill and power to

in his chest and right arm was becoming unbearable.

Morgoth strode over to him and stomped his

but you think you're good enough to pick a fight with the Goldstein family? Did you think you could speak to Mr.