As the thugs circled the elderly woman, their vile words painted a cruel narrative that resonated through the damp alley. Insults and derogatory remarks fueled the air, creating an atmosphere thick with malice. The grandmother, shivering with fear, became a target not just for physical violence but also for the verbal onslaught that sought to crush her spirit.
Each cruel word spat at the defenseless woman fueled the boy's growing rage. He, pinned to the ground and battered, felt the fire of indignation burn within him. The thugs reveled in their verbal assault, a twisted symphony of degradation that only intensified the boy's determination to fight back.
