"I told you to properly thank Mallia Mamet, so why don't you react at all? Indeed, how could I make Mallia Mamet worry for you if I didn't inflict some injury on you?"
Why require Mallia's concern? George Flack felt a bit hazy, unsure if he could even survive. His body, which was initially sitting up, lost its strength once more due to that heavy kick and collapsed to the ground again.
Steve Harris looked down at George Flack on the ground, feeling he was far too weak. Was George really unable to withstand just one kick?
Although Steve's anger hadn't fully dissipated, since Mallia had spoken that way, what could he do but let him go?
After Steve left, others came and dragged George Flack out. This time, George's dizziness was more severe, and he couldn't control it—he vomited.
Because he was still inside a sack, each sway of the vehicle covered George in his own vomit. The smell made him want to throw up even more.