The Warlord's Defective Prize

Breaking Point

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Breaking Point

Jaxon punched the guy who groaned in pain. Blood dripped from his lips as he wheezed.

"We don't know anything. You can kill us. Beating us would get you nowhere," The bruised guy breathed. One of his eyes was fully swollen while the other was red with tears.

There was no one in the slammers. Jaxon had asked the guards on the watch to step outside and leave him alone with these f*ckers.

Jaxon has a