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.

face, felt as though he had punched into a block of steel.

Morgoth, he did not seem too fazed. There was only a

Thomas's fist had struck.

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

men in the North Army as pathetic

of our Army?" Thomas

another punch. This one was swifter,

that could have struck

Morgoth moved out of the way and grabbed Thomas by the

was caught off guard by

react,

of it horrified the spectating guests. They shuddered

arm was completely

pain. Beads of sweat

his lip to endure the pain and aimed

same

Slam!

of Morgoth's kick and flew backward, landing heavily

cried

Let's get him,

Thud! Pow! Crash!

from Morgoth, most of whom gasping

expect such skill and power to come from

was becoming unbearable. He struggled to his

Morgoth strode over to

pick a fight with the Goldstein family? Did you think you

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