((Honestly, it's late and I'm a bit on the tired side, so I'd rather skip to the end of the fight. We've successfully disabled the group [not knocking them out, but breaking bones and slicing off limbs], and are recovering from what was a heated battle. I'm also going to say our surroundings took a bit of damage, and the nearby forest has been burned to the ground.)
Al was panting from a difficult fight, having been cut, punched and burned in a few areas. His ex-family lay before him, all waiting for the finishing blow, bleeding and in pain.
"Time may have passed... But I'll always win our little fights."