Only Weakness

The man fell on the ground and tried to struggle but Len's grip was like an iron clad around his body. He could not move at all. He was hardly breathing with the force on his neck.

"I do not know what you are talking about?" he struggled but Len only pushed harder.

"You would know when you meet the grim reaper yourself. I will make sure you have the worst death." he pulled the man from the ground by his hair and pushed him on the tree. The sharp and uneven thick barks made him bleed instantly. He felt dizzy and struggled but Lenhart did not let go.

Even when Greta flinched and asked him to let go. Even when the man howled and screamed in pain or even when blood started to flow like a broken dam, he kept pushing and pulling his head. As if he was under a spell and could only see blood.