Reuben let out a continual scream. His back was painfully itchy that he would rather end his life now. If it hadn't been for the bodyguards who held him down, he would have just ripped his back off already.
"Hold him down," Damon gnashed his teeth.
The bodyguards brought Reuben to the soil patch and pressed him down tightly onto the soil. The brown soil and mud covered his body.
Reuben who was violent and aggressive at first, calmed down immediately as he felt a comforting chill on his back. The itch died down gradually. And he started to enjoy the sensation.
"Mr. Gleeson, how do you feel now?" Damon asked carefully.
"It seems... a little better," said Reuben with a little uncertainty.
The bodyguards released him and Reuben sat up. However, the moment he sat up, the itch started creeping in again, forcing him to lie down back on the soil again.