The fist contacted with a crunch. Patience let out a startled exclamation of pain and dropped to the ground, clutching his face as blood gushed from his broken nose. The people in the line around them hurriedly moved back out of the way, a couple of them grabbing out phones to take pictures.
"HEY! No fighting! You! Out! Out!" the manager barked, pointing at Greed. Patience's eyes wouldn't focus and tears streamed down his cheeks.
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