EMILY’S POV
Larkin and Conrad were exchanging punches at lightning speed. I couldn't tell whose fists were landing. Suddenly, a body slammed against the wall with a loud impact, causing cement dust to fill the air as the wall collapsed. I struggled to breathe as I looked on, trying to identify the person.
It was Larkin, covered in blood, his head bleeding profusely. Shaking, I slowly made my way toward him, but before I could get close, he was already up and attacking Conrad again. Though Conrad was prepared, he was no match for Larkin's strength. He retreated backward, trying to dodge Larkin's blows, until he was cornered against the glass wall. The glass shattered into pieces as Larkin smashed Conrad against it. They were barely recognizable, covered in their own blood.
I heard Zander
