Harry's rage boiled over as he charged toward Crawford, his fists clenched with fury. "You bastard, you're going to pay for this!" he growled, his voice thick with anger.
With a swift movement, Harry raised his fist to strike, but Crawford reacted instinctively, catching Harry's hand mid-air.
"Snap!"
The sound of bones cracking echoed in the air as Crawford squeezed Harry's fist.
"Aaaaah!" Harry screamed in agony, falling to his knees.
Lucia and Samantha watched in shock as the scene unfolded before them.
Lucia's heart raced with alarm as she pleaded, "Stop!" She placed her hand over Crawford's, urging him to release his grip.
Crawford's eyes met hers, and something unspoken passed between them. He released Harry's hand, who writhed in pain on the floor.
"Haargh...argh...aargh." Harry wailed, both men looked utterly miserable.
Crawford, his expression darkened, reached out and grabbed Lucia's arm, pulling her closer.