Suddenly, Antonio's fists pounded into the guard's face and body, each blow landing with a sickening thud.

The guard's cries of pain and pleas for mercy were drowned out by Antonio's rage, his anger, and fear for Angela's safety were consuming him.

The guard's face was a bloody mess, his eyes swelling shut, his nose broken, and his teeth knocked out.

Still, Antonio couldn't stop, his fury and helplessness driving him to keep punching.

Kerry was still in the corner of the room, sobbing as she listened to their intense confrontation and pleas.

She had no idea what her fate would be, as all she could see was darkness.

Somehow...