Lawrence was angry. Embarrassed and angry. He was sick of the stupid shock collar and the annoying commands. Being called "Hirsch" as if he was an animal. The hitting and torture. He didn't want to sit idly anymore. As Strade raised the hammer in his hand, this time, Lawrence took charge. He could overpower Strade easily in terms of strength. Though he didn't have much combat knowledge, that didn't matter now as he slammed Strade to the floor, pinning the German man's arms above his head.

Lawrence was very mad, but his face seemed dead. Emotionless. The blue dead eyes made Strade shiver. Strade needed to gain control, but he was getting nervous. He couldn't budge Lawrence's grip.