Austin, with one hand, grabbed onto the closest adult’s head and quickly slammed it into the side of the wall before throwing him behind him. Then, he kicked another one right in the balls, no hesitation whatsoever. Now wasn’t the time to fight like gentlemen, not when the gangsters were using weapons.
A third man was about to hit Austin, but soon a hand had grabbed onto his arm, and pulled him out of the elevator, and the large teenager could see Gary by his side. The group got in and were quickly pressing the button, waiting to go down to the first floor.
There were no words spoken, and only the green haired high schooler’s frantic breath could be heard. Naturally, Austin couldn't help but look at his friend’s stomach, where he had received multiple stab wounds. Blood covered his shirt and was dripping onto the elevator floor.
“Are you-”
“I'm fine.” Gary interrupted in a pained voice. “We need to get her to a hospital!”