C197 You Won't Live past Three Days
Miron lunged forward, seizing Amir's head and with a resounding thud, he smashed it into the ground, splitting the skin and drawing blood.
"Argh! You wretched peasant! I swear I'll kill you!" Amir bellowed in a fit of hysteria, his eyes burning with defiance. He could never have imagined being so humiliated in a place like York City, which he deemed inferior.
With another loud thump