Romel Riveria had tears in his eyes. One slap shattered his honor, crushed his ego, and butchered his arrogance.
Just some time ago, he was boasting about his bloodline to his new friends, but now he was a joke. All the talk about training since the age of six months fell flat against a reality-checking slap on his face.
His breath gradually became hurried. The more he thought about the slap, the more his blood boiled.
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