18 My Hand Slipped (2/2)
”Well then, you gave me your name so why shouldn't I give you mine? Honestly, if you didn't give me your name, I still would have told you mine. It's not like I am someone famous. What's there to hide? My name is Arnin. Same as you, I don't need to tell you my family name.” Arnin spoke to Dane as if he was talking to a person of the same age. There was no politeness, but he wasn't rude either.
Dane's facial expression didn't change because of Arnin's trick. He turned to look at his group before nodding towards them. They began to slowly spread around, not closing in on Arnin, but still putting pressure on him. Arnin found the scene to be funny but annoying.
”Why are you guys becoming so aggressive? I was minding my own business, not causing anyone trouble, but you guys come and question me, and when I answer your question, you want to attack me? Talk about bullying the weak with numbers.” Arnin snorted while he spoke. He found the actions of the group to be extremely irritating. He was about to release his aura and attack them when he suddenly heard the roar of his tiger beast.
”ROOAAR!” Arnin smiled before rushing passed the group. Dane reached out his hand and tried to grab Arnin before he ran, however he misjudged Arnins speed. He couldn't help but twitch slightly when he couldn't grab Arnin. He turned around and chased Arnin after his initial miss.
”Come with me, we are going to follow him. He is fast, but he shouldn't be too strong. When he ran, I felt that his strength was only at Orb Birth - Sky realm. We should be able to handle him.” Although Dane said that, he was still extremely cautious. Arnin's speed seemed to be around the same as his, if not faster, which meant that Arnin was not weak. ”Follow him!”
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From where the beast roared, the scene was extremely pitiful. Cher was finally caught by the tiger beast. She was under his massive paws, choking. The astonishing weight of the tiger beast was fully pressed on top of her, making it difficult to breath. What was even more tragic was the fact that both of her arms were gone. Blood was gushing out of where her arms used to be. Without the numbing effect, the pain was causing Cher to tremble crazily. Her eyes couldn't stop producing tears. It was torture for her.
The tiger beast only got hungrier at the sight of the blood. It knew that killing Cher would be going against Arnin and it was trying its best to hold back, but as time passed, that became extremely difficult. It only hoped that Arnin could hurry up. Although it was supposed to go back to Arnin with Cher, the beast didn't think that it would make it back with Cher alive.
”Please let me go. Please, I just want to live. Please!” Cher tried her best to speak with the beast. She didn't know if it could understand what she was saying, but she didn't know if there was anything else that she could do. She was at the mercy of the beast, and with it's howl, Arnin would be coming soon. Suddenly, a thought sprung up inside of her. The howl should have been heard by more than just Arnin. Her mind slightly calmed and hope arose inside her when she thought about it. There should have been others that would have heard the howl as well. She might be saved by those people.
Traveling at lightning speed, Arnin rushed towards the roar. He pushed himself to the limit because he also felt that others might have heard the roar of the beast. He was feeling irritated that the tiger beast didn't bring back Cher when he told it to.
”That stupid beast! Just wait till I get my hands on it. It won't be getting its meal for today.” Arnin rushed past the trees at a speed that was far beyond an Orb Birth - Sky cultivator. The group that was trying to follow him couldn't keep up with him. They were falling behind, especially the two that were around the same age as Arnin. They were at low realms so they weren't able to keep up in anyway.
”D*mn, we are losing him. I am going to go ahead. All of you just meet me back at the academy. Brajus, you follow me.” Dane told the red haired man to follow him. The group split up and headed in different directions. Dane increased his speed and bursted forward with Brajus in tow.
Arnin was still far up ahead, but he felt that the pursuers were getting closer. He smiled slightly before also bursting forward at a greater speed. Although he had reached his max speed, he was able to force a greater speed if he concentrated on the octagon pattern in his legs.
A few minutes passed before Arnin finally reached the place his tiger beast was. Since his pursuers were getting closer, he needed to hurry and dispose of Cher.
”Miss Cher, I told you that if you ran, I would make you miserable. Well since you both disobeyed the contract and went against me, I need to make sure that your ending isn't too great. Luckily the contract will take care of your soul after death.” Arnin noticed the refreshing blood smell when he got there. He noticed Cher's missing arms as well. Arnin knew that he had to get away from the scene as quickly as possible. He tried to scan and see how many people were following him and when he found that only two were behind him, he couldn't help but frown. If all seven were to come, he would be able to get rid of them cleanly and then escape, but with only two here he couldn't do that anymore. If he got rid of the two, then the other five would know that it was him. Arnin walked towards Cher quickly before grabbing her throat and lifting her into the air.
”You won't get away with this! The people from my academy will find out what you did and they won't let you go!” Cher, who already saw death, couldn't help but curse Arnin with a mocking laugh.
”That's fine, it's not like the academy is my final destination. It is just a stepping stone in my pursuit to power. If they get in my way, then I won't mind destroying them thoroughly.” Arnin smiled towards Cher wickedly.
”You Dev-” Arnin used both his hands and tore Cher's head from her body. Blood sprayed all over him. Cher's body, which trembled in midair, collapsed to the ground without making another movement.
”Oops! My hand slipped!”