Licas doesn't stop, not after the first punch or after the second. He just keeps going, each hit landing harder than the last, his fist slamming into Aaron's face, his ribs, anywhere he can reach. The sound of it fills the cellar as Aaron doesn't even get the chance to properly defend himself.
He stumbles back, hits the wall, tries to raise his arms….but another punch cuts him off.
"Lucas….:" Noah starts.
Ignored.
Aaron coughs, blood spilling from his mouth now, his breathing uneven.
"I don't..::" he chokes, trying to speak.
Lucas grabs him again and drives his fist straight into his jaw.
Aaron's head snaps back violently, his body going slack for a second before he slumps forward again.
"Lucas, stop!" Caleb steps in this time, grabbing him from behind and pulling him back with force.
"Enough!"
Lucas resists for a second, hs chest rising and falling hard, eyes still locked on Aaron like he's not done.
