"No, they don't," Aamu admitted, her figure slumping. She was having the same thoughts Solomon was about the boys. She turned her head and sort of more or less bent down towards Solomon. "You know we're going to hell for this," she said with a deep laugh. She then sighed and said, "We'll know after tonight whether or not they'll be useful. Worst comes to worse, when the going gets tough, get going."<br/><br/>Joe was too busy being angry at Aamu to notice Salem about to maul him. He fell backwards, his stomach feeling like it had turned to stone. He crashed into the concrete, carefully straining so he wouldn't hit is head. He tried to scramble out of Salem's grip, and he thought he was doing a good job making progress of it. Joe was a much larger person, so it would be harder for Salem to keep a handle on him. Joe debated just flipping Salem over and crushing him again. However, as Joe made the move to grab Salem by the shoulders, Aamu called out.<br/><br/>"Alright boys," she was exasperatedly. "I said you'd get better with practice but this is the worst thing I've ever seen. All you're doing is making each other sore in the morning. Lucky for you, Solomon here has a bit of a chore for the both of you." She dipped her head, motioning for Solomon to go on. She honestly could not bear to watch anymore of their 'glorious' battle.