~ Massimo ~
I watched as Domino stormed toward the Yakuza men, his shoes barely making a sound against the marble floor despite his pace.
The closer he got to them, the more the mocking smiles and the courageous looks on their faces began to recede, completely evaporating when he stood in front of them.
Without a word, Domino grabbed the first captive's hand, and snapped a finger backward at a brutal, odd angle, immediately doing the exact same thing to the second guy before anyone could even blink.
A pair of sharp, high-pitched screams instantly sliced through the quiet room, echoing off the mahogany walls and filling the space with the raw sound of agony.
The two men curled in on themselves as much as their restraints allowed, cursing him furiously in Japanese and broken English, their voices cracking under the strain, but Domino just stood there and watched them with a murderous look on his face.
