Kapitel 134: Paying His Dues

Sauron's face screwed up in agony, his teeth clenched tight, a wild growl leaking out. "You can't just pound on me like this, it's against the law!" he sputtered, blood oozing from his mouth, splattering with every word. His pitiful condition was getting worse.

His words were still hanging in the air when Louis's fist swung upwards again, slamming into Sauron's cheekbone with a gut-wrenching crunch. Sauron staggered, his sight going fuzzy, a painful grimace spreading across his face as if his cheekbone had just been smashed.

He reached up to his face with hands cuffed together, rage flaring in his eyes as he glared at Louis.

From the side, Owen advised, "Louis, avoid hitting his face. Aim where the bruises won't be noticeable; it'll be easier to explain later."