It Was Then...
Galkos' pupils constricted, his fist stretching out once again on reflex. However, before he could react, he found a hand on his throat.
His body bent like a bow from his neck, the rest of him following swiftly afterward. Galkos felt Ryu's hand latch to him, pressing down firmly and tearing a path through Elena's entourage without a thought for the their safety.
Those that managed to dive out of the way were fine, but those that were more unfortunate coughed up mouthfuls of blood, being beaten out of the way one after another.
Galkos' head slammed fiercely onto the ground, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets as his skull threatened to deform. Even now, he had been caught completely off guard.