Avery finally had the bastard who had been a part of the organization that had experimented on his mother in his grasp.
He had already hated the man before he had learned about this due to the mutagenic experiments he was performing on people, but the connection to his mother made this personal.
He could feel his fingers sinking into Layton's neck.
His flesh and muscles were soft and offered almost no resistance against Avery. Just by clenching his fists, he could crush the doctor's neck.
It would be easy, and he really wanted to do it.
Doctor Layton Sarelett was not someone that deserved to live. Even if he was forced to endure the worst torture imaginable, it likely still would not be comparable to what his victims had been forced to endure.
As he was unable to breathe, the man who considered himself to be an intellectual started flailing around break free from Avery's grip.
Naturally, Doctor Sarelett had no chance of getting away.
