Snorting, Jared threw a slap with his hand. Despite not being the first to attack, he managed to land his strike on the stall owner first.
Upon impact, the stall owner spun in a few circles before coming to a stop. The slap caused his already pudgy face to swell even further, making him look even more like a pig.
“Get him, and kill him!” the stall owner bellowed.
With that, the group of burly men roared as they charged at Jared.
Bam! Bam! Bam!
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