Another Primordial?

"BAAAPPP" "BAAAPPP"

"You want to tell me now, where is my ring?" Nero questioned, throwing another solid punch before Bryce could even speak.

Blood and spit were spraying everywhere from each punch, the metallic tang filling the air. Bryce's face was a mess, swollen and disfigured, barely resembling the arrogant man who was acting high and mighty minutes ago. 

His breaths came in ragged, wheezing gasps, but Nero showed no sign of stopping.

The gravity field had vanished less than ten seconds after it appeared, but Nero replaced it with a concentrated beam that locked him and Bryce in place.

No one among the four mercenaries dared to attack or even raise their voice as their captain got beaten black and blue.

The only one to attack was the wolf mount of Bryce as it came the moment he saw its master immobilized under the gravitational force and being beaten without any way of resisting, but he was also pinned in place by the gravitational force.