The slums of Grindeston were packed with huts and rotten cottages. Hex made his way to his house through the maze of dirty alleys.
In the dark, most of the alleys were deserted. Only drunks and stray dogs could be spotted now and again.
"Stop crying. Give it."
Hex turned into a dark alley when he saw two guys hit a boy. The boy was crying and holding tightly onto something.
'Gorge.'
Hex recognized his neighbor at once. Before any of the three noticed him, he ran towards them.
Bang!
He hit the first guy slumped onto the ground. Hex' punch was precise. The other guy was alarmed. He raised his arms to defend.
Thump!
But Hex planted his knees into his stomach. The guy belched, dropping his guard. Hex expected this. He followed through on his attack and hit the guy's temple, flooring him.
"Big bro."
Only now did Gorge react. He was relieved seeing Hex.
