I used my elbow to hit his abdomen in a desperate attempt to release myself from his tight hold. I got so frequently that Brool finally gave up and released me. In that short moment of freedom, I scampered some distance away, picked up a steel bat then knocked his head before I retreated back at the corner.
I coughed and spat a mouthful of blood as I struggled to catch my breath. Brool as I had expected, didn't stay down for long. He was up and staggering towards me, his eyes red. He held a copper wire between his hands. I was also quick to afm myself with a knuckle chain over my fist.
I went to punch his face but he shifted his weight skillfully such that I missed the aim. He was behind me again dangerously.
This time, the copper wire was positioned successfully over my neck. Brool dr
