For a moment the group truly believed they had a chance. Stephen and Wolf were able to fight together against Jett, allowing Darno time to recover. For a breath, for an instant, with just the three of them working in rhythm, they thought they might be able to take the man down , especially after everything they had already seen. The hope hung in the air like a thin, bright thread.
However, his iron-like body and his iron grip were too much. No matter how hard they struck, no matter where they struck, there was no sign of Jett slowing down. The way he moved felt less like the movements of a single man and more like a machine built to refuse defeat. Limbs met skin and bone and bounced; blows that would have stopped others barely caused him to flinch.
