They both started to back away slightly, now realizing how hideously outmatched they were, facing down not only Raph, who was number one in the rankings at the moment, but Cassie, who was number three and had decked the toughest trainer of them all.

Still, they rallied and attacked them both, a terrible, terrible mistake on their parts.

As one of them gunned for him, Raph elbowed him in the neck so that he bowed over, wheezing, snatched the mask off to see who he was fighting (and also so he could see the fear on his face), then kicked his feet out from under him.

Oh, it was Drew. Excellent. Due to his attempts to torment Tris and her friends (and Raph and his friends, which was laughable), he was Raph's second least favorite person in this place. (Eric was firmly entrenched at the position number one).

Raph picked him up by the throat and pressed his back to the railing, dangling his upper body over it. The only thing keeping him from toppling over was Raph's hold on his neck.

"Let's see how you like it - Hey, hey! No kicking!" he commanded when Drew started to kick him. "You wouldn't want me to lose my grip, would you?"

Drew froze as Raph held him there, whimpering, a wet spot appearing at the crotch of his pants.