I frowned scathingly at Engel. The gall of him, the absolute gall.
But I did have a little to thank him for, the way he had leaned himself upon my shoulders was very convenient.
I turned my face to Damascus, uncurled my arms from around him, and his from around me, and gently pushed him away. "Sorry, Damashcus, I have to do something."
I grabbed Engel by the collar, and punched him in the face.
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