Bjorn's face paled, and he shook with frustration. Left with no other choice, he opted for an extension yet again. And it continued in the same way.
"This time, I'll…"
Smack!
"Argh!"
Once again, Bjorn was beaten down, only to be given the same options. Day after day, for an entire week, this repeated. Bjorn's body was soon covered in bruises, his face swollen almost beyond recognition.
"Exten…" Bjorn mumbled, his swollen lips barely able to form the words, as Sylas clicked his tongue in disapproval. Day after day, Bjorn challenged him again, no matter how injured he was.
Sylas could tell that Bjorn knew he couldn't win. But he was stubborn, refusing to back down. Bjorn's unwavering pride, that relentless stubbornness, reminded Sylas of an old friend.
"I was a fool, Captain."
"I know."
"So, I'll leave it all to you."