The leader of the group of delinquents smiled as he saw Oliver bleeding. The monster before him was not some invincible being; he was human just like the rest of them, and he got hurt and bled.
The leader happily continued smashing chair after chair on Oliver, but his eyes remained firm despite how much punishment Oliver received. The leader who was getting excited from hitting Oliver stopped as he felt something ominous from Oliver.
There was a very dangerous vibe being emitted by the wounded Oliver. The leader understood that Oliver right now was like a wounded animal that could strike back at any given moment.
The leader did not just feel threatened, he felt like death's scythe was already near his neck. The last time he felt something similar was when he was facing the gang boss who was pointing a gun to his head, and gave him a certain job.
