Blood-red lights flickered in the distance. Scott saw a flash of light as he leaped at Crane and smashed him against the bars of the cage. Crane groaned as Scott pressed against his chest, crushing his bones.His eyes were red as blood, his anger surging. He used all his strength, his hatred, to crush the bastard under his two hands.Crane was vomiting blood, but Scott didn’t stop. He continued to press Crane’s chest until there was no more cavity in it. Every sound of bone breaking was music to Scott’s ear, and when Crane made a strange sound, like a man was choking, Scott knew the bastard’s life was not long.“Scott.”He heard Ciara’s voice as if coming from a distance.“Scott, stop it. He’s dead.”Scott heard the clatter of chains, then a touch on his ankle. He looked down and saw Ciara trying to reach him. She was on all fours, one hand extended to his leg and her face up, looking at him.“Let him go,” Ciara pleaded. Her eyes trembled. “He’s dead.”Scott’s vision was momentarily b
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