Chapter 26 a Foe to Friend

Iggy twisted and turned to avoid the hits. When he wasn’t able to dodge them anymore, he held up his broken arm and blocked another punch. He shrieked in pain, but still, that wasn’t enough for Derson. Derson had gone berserk. He wanted more. He didn’t care about anyone or anything. He opened his mouth and clamped his teeth down onto Iggy’s broken forearm as if it were a chicken wing.

Firmin saw the first smudge of blood on Derson’s cheek and squeaked. Spinning around, he pressed into his eyes with his hands, and started his chant. “Green grass, under the blue sky that’s surrounded by green trees...” One hand left his shut eye and fished around in his chest pocket. He pulled out the ridiculous green tinted glasses (that hardly worked) and put them on.