Before Seb fully mounted him—where Jay would be lying flat on his back as Seb was sitting down on him with all of his weight—he took him down by grabbing hold of his right ankle, pulling it towards him while using his other hand to push on his torso.
It was all done in a quick but forceful motion, probably even making his opponent have a small concussion due to hitting his head when his feet left the floor.
There was a difference between hitting your head in those wobbly or shaky mats from the WWE or something similar to hitting your head in solid rock or concrete, because if wrestlers from that show performed those stunts on stone or solid concrete, they'd need more than ice or Ibuprofen to remedy that.
In any case, it didn't take that long before a rain of punches came from above, and even though I should've probably stopped the fight when Jay was fully mounted to keep him from sustaining more injuries, I still needed to see what he would do to defend himself and when the odds were stacked against him.
However, I already pulled Seb from him when Seb came down on him with an elbow, knocked him unconscious, and cut a wound on his left eyebrow.
Before doing that, I thought Seb would offer at least a little bit of resistance because he did say he had a problem from "Holding Back", so as I patched Jay up after waking him up, I turned to the other two who were already split from taking on my student.
"I'm not fighting that guy, Mark! Didn't you see what just happened?! I'm not—"
"I'm not asking you to get beat up, I'm just asking you to try and tire him out!"
"Aren't you being too shameless from doing that?!"
"Fuck being honorable! This is a fucking fight! I'll do anything to get us out of this place!"
"Us? You sure about that? And you're willing to use me as a padding, huh? Why don't you get beat up yourself and—"
Seb suddenly cut in with a dark expression, "I was ordered to fight three people, not two. I don't care if you're backing out but I'll do what I was told."
Richmond couldn't belive his ears, "You prick, I'm making it easier for you and—"
"It's not about making it easy for me or not. Orders are orders. If you want, why don't you two come at once?"
'Is that his problem? Overconfidence?'
Mark couldn't believe his ears either, "The fuck did you just say?!"
Seb scoffed with a chuckle, "I said what I said. Better yet, if your guy there could get up on his own, add him to the pile. I'm walking out of here with my tasks completed either way."
"T-This fucker..."
"WAIT! WAIT! WAI— AGHHh~!!!"
Seb didn't even hesitate to stretch and bend Mark's arm way~ past its suggested breaking point, but I managed to jump in at the right time to prevent any serious injuries from happening.
And again, I was a little confused as to how Seb was having difficulty from holding back because every time I chose to interfere, he's just let me and stop what he was doing on the spot.
However, right as we thought that my earlier point that these kids would die in the first five minutes outside, Dumber, a.k.a. Mark decided to throw a cheap shot when Seb offered him a hand to get up.
The dumbass thought he'd get a hit in but at this point forward, all bets were off and I wasn't gonna stop Seb from doing what he was about to do.
Right as he tried to pull him in to do god knows what, he didn't think that Seb would hinge down and bend his knees to counteract the pulling motion.
I simply said in passing, "Leave him breathing without any bones broken... But his teeth are fair game."
"Yes, sir," Seb casually nodded before his eyes almost lost color.
"W-W-WAIT! WAIT! I WAS JUST—"
Before he could spout more excuses, the moment he stopped pulling Seb down with him, Seb sent a kick to Mark's torso, causing Mark to let go of him, and putting him in a very easy position to half-mount.
However, fully mounted or not, I did say his bones shouldn't be broken... but not dislocated.
I thought for sure that Seb would start pounding Mark's figurative ass from the get-go after mounting him like Jay, but as he already had taken control of his hand, he easily went back to where they left off and popped Mark's shoulder off its socket.
A few people definitely heard that dreaded pop before Mark screamed at the top of his lungs but this time, no one was there to help him—as even his only friends who were awake: Shirley and Tania, looked away when he was looking for someone to turn to.
And right as he did that, I was a little unnerved by how Seb just looked at me to see if I was gonna stop him, but seeing that I wasn't stepping in like the first three times, he did eventually got on top of Mark's torso before making him spit out a handful of his teeth.
It was already difficult defending from a ground-and-pound being fully mounted, how much more it would be if he could only use one of his arms?
But yeah, I did step in when Mark eventually lost consciousness because even if he did his best defending himself and trying to stay awake, he could only take so much hits to the head and not accumulate damage.
At this point, Rosie's maidservants took it upon themselves to call their very own "doctor" but Kaley and I were just about done treating the three when this stumpy old dude walked in with a terrified look on his face. He didn't think that the very people who put these kids in that state would be the ones to treat them also.
But let this be a lesson for people to stay in their fucking lane unless it really, really, really calls for it.