His massive arms strained, muscles bulging as he tried to force the hammer down, but it didn't move. Not even a fraction of an inch.
Jack's red eyes stared up at him through the helmet's visor. A cold stare burrowed into his soul.
"I was going to take it easy on you both," Jack said, his voice carrying across the silent arena with the flat finality of a judge pronouncing a sentence. There was something in his tone, a razor's edge of annoyance that cut through his usual emotionless delivery.
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