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Callox POV

The sight before me made my anger boil to the brim. I strolled my wheelchair towards Dustin, and I pushed him off Rayell.

Who looked like a mess, with whimpers, tears, and bruises, especially over her face.

The sight made my anger boil as I strolled the chair to Dustin, who lay on the floor; from the impact of my push on his body, I fell on the floor with ease, and I stayed on top of him. I began hitting him.

And this time harder, blood oozed out from his already broken face; I kept hitting him.

As the sight of Rayell's bruised face replayed in my head.

I was about to land him the next blow when he used whatever strength he had to push me off him, then he stood off and ran away.

Annoyed by what was going on, I tried to stand up and go after him.

But the disadvantage of being crippled is that your legs don’t listen to you.

I, however, crawled out in a hurry from the room; I went back to whatever guard could hear me.

“Do not let him get away, do not, or you are all dead!!” I
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