The man whose head had been wedged into the pillar was finally pulled free. He gasped for air as if he had nearly suffocated.

Henry’s face darkened.

“Mr. Dox, even if he struck you first, don’t you think your response was too harsh?” he said in displeasure.

“Apologies,” Dustin said calmly, though his tone betrayed no real regret. “I didn’t expect the so-called prodigies of Grayvale to be this fragile. I only used ten percent of my strength.”

Dustin had not exaggerated.

In fact, th