Cheon had not expected that. Ten had seemed entirely too defeated to try anything and, more importantly, Ten was a coward, definitely not a fighter. A bit of an ass sometimes, but nothing like that. With Tae he had expected something like that, with Ten? Not so much.

But he still had strong instincts and so he got up and moved backwards, slamming Ten's back against the wall, knowing well that he'd already done a lot of damage to that part of his body.