He grabbed hold of one chain mid-air, blood instantly gushing from his hand as the barbs sliced deep into his skin. Gritting his teeth through the pain, he yanked it, pulling the man off balance for the first time.
Liam ran up a nearby wall, flipped over, and kicked the man square in the chest with both legs.
The man stumbled.
Liam didn't let him recover. He followed it up with a flurry of Dragon Step-enhanced punches, moving so fast that his arms became a blur.
Fist to ribs.
Fist to jaw.
Elbow to temple.
The man swung wildly, chains flailing, but Liam ducked and countered with a roundhouse kick to the head.
The man staggered back, his face now dripping blood.
Liam grinned. "Still standing? I gotta say... respect."
The man spat. "You hit like a fly."
"And yet," Liam said, lunging forward, "you're bleeding like a pig."
