Seeing Lin distracted, the yearling tried to move, but then came a sudden hit — the pressure on his balls strengthened, and the pain he was feeling grew stronger.
"Hey, I'm sorry. Just let me go, I'll never do this again. I made a mistake, please."
The goat begged, its eyes now watery, on the verge of tears. But Lin didn't let it go. He glanced at the pitiful goat's face and placed even higher pressure on its balls. The goat couldn't take it anymore. It cried out in pain. Soon, a crushing sound echoed, a type of sound that only happens when a tomato is squished. The goat, now ball-less, rolled on the ground in pain.
The one fighting with Bojo stopped and looked at Lin, terror filling its eyes.
"What did you do to him?" it shouted, ignoring Bojo as it rushed at Lin. Lin did the same. Both crashed into each other. The yearling hit so hard that it took a few steps back. It looked back but its vision started to blur.
"What have you done to me?" it cried out in pain.
