[Third Person POV]
The war between both sides had now begun. Students and teachers began to engage in combat with the criminals of Renegades.
On the side of the Renegades, there were at least ten thousand people--more than ten tis the amount of people from Brave Academy.
This wouldn't stop the people from the Academy. The average power in the academy was much higher than the people of Renegades.
"Begin our attack! Overwhelm them with your power!"
Eryn yelled as he launched an attack. Doing what the principal had said, the students and teachers with solid firepower for their skills began to rip.
In that short amount of ti. People started to die quickly, and the scent of death could be slled everywhere.
So of the academy's students were scared of this sight, but they had no choice but to fight if they wanted to survive. In short, they were young and still lived short lives, even if they were adults.
On the side of the Renegades, so people began to defect from the fight.
There was no reason for these criminals to be part of this fight when they weren't loyal to their organization. While they were criminals, their desire to live wasn't much different from the rest.
Eryn frowned when so of the students were already dead. As a lead instructor of the academy, it pained him to see these students die.
But for him, it was for the greater good. These talents were diamonds in the rough. In the battle, Eryn had two goals.
The first was to eliminate every criminal in this battle. And the second is to protect students that shouldn't die.
Hundreds of people, nearing thousands on the battlefield, had died. The students and teachers of the academy were winning.
They had an overwhelming amount of firepower that the Renegades didn't have. More people from the Renegades defected.
"You ungrateful trash! Boss had told to kill any deserters! Go back in or die by my hands!"
Soone who had so part of authority within the Renegades had shown up. While he was within the thousands rank, he was still deadly to the students.
His weapon of choice was a giant morning star. The people that haven't heeded his words were killed. Launching his tal ball, it ramd the bodies of the deserters, killing them instantly.
Eryn watched this, paying attention to the man. He wanted to find his weakness so he could end this fight.
[Charles POV]
Wandering the dinsion, I glossed over the place. There were only five people I needed to kill: Juan, the ring leader of this organization.
Norman, the vice leader, along with Arnold. Diana, the charr, and finally, Jared, the heavy hitter. Realistically, the only person I needed to watch out for was Diana.
I had read the reports that Eryn had given . Diana herself was a beautiful woman with a nasty heart. She has the skill to charm anyone.
I wondered if I got too arrogant for my own good. Even if I was curious about how her skill worked, I wanted to see if I could resist it.
But there was no need for to take the risk. With my skill to observe from a distance, I used my skill on Diana.
The sight burned my eyes. Not only was she in the room, but there were also multiple n. What degeneracy is this? This unspeakable act will plague with nightmares in my life.
Before I could look at the sight anymore, I decided to give them a horrible death. Cursing them, I made a black fire burning everything in the room.
I canceled my sight and closed my eyes silently. One of my targets had died, even if I hadn't confird it. Nene, and Reina, please give a lot of love after this. I'm going to need it.
Despairing at the sight I had just seen, I decided to take all my anger on all the people I needed to kill.
The nearest person was Arnold, and he was about to head to the front line. I couldn't let him do that, so he was the first person I had encountered.
"Who are you?"
Arnold looked at warily. I still had my artifact that hid my rank. He probably thought that I was from another world.
"Who I'm doesn't matter. All you need to know is you're going to die."
"That's pretty arrogant of you to say."
He glared at , assessing my strength. It was useless for him to do so. I out-scaled him in every way in terms of stats alone.
Before he could react, I made him slump on the floor. He was confused about how that had happened but couldn't think of it.
My curse, which I could sowhat control, is overpowered. All I needed to do was imagine the most terrific outco for my opponent; just like that, my skill worked.
"What did you do to !??"
Arnold glared at , failing to understand why he was in the position he was in. I had imagined all his limbs to fail from a disease.
"You don't need to look at like that. You were unlucky to have for an opponent."
What I said was true. He would've been a much easier death if it was soone else. With him down on the ground, I walked toward him.
"Are you going to kill ?"
He was calr than I expected. The tone before was gone, and it seed like he had given up.
"Yes, I'm. You're awfully calm. Where did your spark go?"
"What? Do you want to be scared? I knew that I would die today hearing you would join this battle. What's the point of struggling when it's useless."
So he accepted that he was going to die? It pisses off. I was supposed to vent my anger on him, but it wasn't satisfying that he had already given up.
"Tell one thing. Do you regret joining the group?"
At one point in my life, I had thought of joining the Renegades. Before I sent him off, I wanted to hear his answer.
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