lt;The Pocket Dimens

Outside the village, on the embankment of a canal, three teenage boys were beating up a thin boy of thirteen or fourteen.,The thin young man was beaten, his head bloodied. He lay on the ground, curled up, clutching his head and trembling violently.,He suddenly opened his eyes wide, two cold beams shooting from his pupils. He saw the three little ghosts charging toward him and swung his fist. He furrowed his brow, rolled to the ground, and quickly dodged their attack. Then, he swiftly picked up three pebbles, aimed for their knees, and flung them with all his might.。