Axton

Jody's lip was cut open and a red palm print was imprinted on her cheek. I wanted to storm over to the Roulex and tear out their throats with my bare hands, but the dovrikxing tractor beam kept me frozen in place.

One of these days they would slip up and I'd kill each and every one of them. And I'll enjoy every dovrikxing second as I tear them to shreds. I'll look them in the eyes as I do it too. I'll laugh in their faces so they can feel the terror they dish ...