The sounds of beatings echoed in the warehouse.
Monica looked at Finn in front of her and at his bloody face.
No matter how hard the three men in front of him tried to tear her apart from him, he hugged her tightly in his arms,
Monica's tears kept falling.
"Finn, can you let go of me? I'm begging you. Let me go..." She really did not need him to sacrifice his life to protect her. She really was not worth it.
She was already on the verge of breaking down.
However, no matter what she said or begged in Finn's ear, he acted as if he could not hear her. It was as if he had lost consciousness, but he kept her body under his the entire time.
The bearded man lost his patience.
No matter how they hit the man in front of him or how they treated him, he did not seem to feel any pain. No matter what they did, they could not make the man leave the woman's body.
Damn it.
