Yabo wriggles around grasping at his neck.
YᗩᗷO TᕼE ᑕᒪOᗯᑎ
Mads grabs him and lifts him up. He piledrives him on the concrete.
爪卂ᗪ丂 Ҝ尺ㄩᎶᎶ乇尺
Yabo stumbles backwards. He's completely dazed. He rests his back against a wall to help him stand.
YᗩᗷO TᕼE ᑕᒪOᗯᑎ
Mads doesn't even feel his punches. He headbutts him.
爪卂ᗪ丂 Ҝ尺ㄩᎶᎶ乇尺
"AH! FUCK!"
Yabo is punching Mads in the gut hoping he'd let go as blood poured from his reopened wound.
YᗩᗷO TᕼE ᑕᒪOᗯᑎ
Mads looks down at him and picks him up by the hair. He rips the bandages off of his head and scratches at the wounds.
爪卂ᗪ丂 Ҝ尺ㄩᎶᎶ乇尺
"AH!"
She falls and grabs his head in pain.
YᗩᗷO TᕼE ᑕᒪOᗯᑎ
A steel chair is thrown at him and hits him right in the face.
爪卂ᗪ丂 Ҝ尺ㄩᎶᎶ乇尺
Yabo is walking around with his bandaged head. He pulls out a cigarette and a lighter. He sticks the cigarette in his mouth and goes to light it up.
