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.

punched into a block of steel. He recoiled in horror,

up at Morgoth, he did not seem too

Thomas's fist had struck.

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

men in the North Army

of our Army?" Thomas roared. "I will

another punch. This

could have struck a buffalo

of the way and grabbed Thomas by the wrist. "You're

by the

time to react, Morgoth snapped his wrist

of it horrified the spectating guests. They shuddered

arm

pain. Beads of sweat formed

the pain

had the same idea, and

Slam!

of Morgoth's kick and flew backward, landing heavily on his

cried in

Let's get him,

Thud! Pow! Crash!

kicked back from Morgoth, most of whom gasping and throwing up blood on the floor. suffered grievous injuries. They

expect such skill and power to come from

was becoming unbearable. He struggled to his feet

he got up, Morgoth strode over to him and stomped his head

to pick a fight with the Goldstein family?