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The wounded Kanji tried to end the mess he had caused, so he got himself out of Ravyn’s arm and started getting on the floor to collect banknotes with joy, as if all the pain had vanished upon receiving that money. "Huh, pathetic." Another insult to her friend from Angus caused Ravyn to tremble in anger, but Kanji held the girl’s hand to stop her. "It's okay. This money is a lot more than the cost of my treatment. Think on the bright side, the money left could be my brothers and sisters’ additional allowance.." Kanji's voice began to shake as he resisted the pain of his fractured and swollen fingers, but he continued to speak. "..Plus, this wound is nothing. It may take some quality sleep an

Everyone looked shocked but recovered when they saw the person who broke Jia's nose. Allen stood there, his eyes blue with anger. She stepped forward and hit Jia again. Jones tried to grab her, but Allen flipped and kicked him in the jaw. He cried out in pain and spit out a loose tooth that Allen knocked out. Jia punched Allen in the side, but that didn't stop her. Allen did some crazy shit, to the point where he climbed on Jia, wrapped her legs around her, flipped, making Jia land hard on her back, then twisted her arm, breaking the bone into fragments.

Then he stepped forward, closing the space between us. He reached for my hand, gently prying it open. His fingers brushed mine as he inspected the tiny cut, and the contact sent a strange shiver up my arm. He pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and wrapped it neatly around my finger, his touch surprisingly tender despite the tension in his gaze. “You bleed too easily,” he murmured, almost to himself. I looked up at him, my chest aching with questions I couldn’t ask. And then, just as quickly as he’d closed the distance, he stepped back. The walls slammed back into place, his mask firm once more.

she breathed out the words heavily, the urgency in her voice made me pick my pace towards the training room. I got there to see Zen on the floor, writhing in pain. I accessed him with my eyes, four of his fingers were broken, his face had dry blood on them with more on his face and head. It's difficult to figure out if he's bleeding from his head or if he has a cut on his face.

But halfway through the second pattern, I lost my balance and took us to the floor again. I heard something snap, and Ambrose screamed in pain. “I’m so …sorry,” I said and sat up. “Let me …me help you …you up.” But he shook his head and stayed on the floor, cradling his right arm against his body. Between his wrist and his elbow, his arm didn’t look normal, and he was panting. “Why is your arm crooked?” I asked. “It’s broken, Miss Wilson,” he replied stiffly. The poor man was in pain, and it was my fault.

Alpha Angelo was scared to make the fast step. “It's good to see you again, Angelo. I am glad that I will be fighting the chosen one today,” Alpha Zavier said with jest. “Chosen one! You are ready to fight chosen one,” Alpha Angelo repeated in mockery. He managed to take the first step forward. But before Alpha Angelo could decide where to attack, Alpha Zavier hopped and stepped on his legs as he grabbed his hand and bent his small finger. Alpha Angelo tried to take in the pain as he struggled to free himself, but the pain was excruciating as he groaned in pain. Alpha Zavier left the finger after confirming that it was broken. He grabbed his full arm and rotated it, twisting it with

But Ryuou wasn’t done with her yet, as a booted foot was immediately thrust into her abdomen, sending her flying across the room and crashing against the wall, causing her to slide down it slowly. Yuri coughed out some blood from the impact of the last attack, and stood up slowly on shaky legs. She then glanced down at her right arm only to see part of the white bone sticking out from her skin, and cursed beneath her breath. Great. Her right arm’s broken. Ryuou eyed her. “I’ll give you credit for trying, but that is not good enough,” he said. “Kenji Kirisawa fell by my blade. What makes you think that you can do better than him?”

I wasn't comfortable with them making comments about it or making him a joke. “Back to you.” Jay said as he came to sit beside me on the bed. “How do you feel?” I sank into my pillow and let out a exhale. “Honestly, I feel like shit. Every attempt to move hurts and I can barely feel my legs.” He rubbed my shoulders. “Don’t worry, you'll be fine. I heard the doctors here are the best.” “How did the match with the Chicago team go?” I asked and they all exchanged glances.

Just when I thought I was done sobbing, I turned around with my trembling feet and tried to move but.. I couldn't. My legs went numb almost immediately and I fell on the hard marble floor with a thud. When I felt my skin in contact with a liquid as soon as my legs touched the ground, I realised that I was surrounded by a pool of crimson red blood— My mother and Emily's blood. My eyes stung and tears started welling up again in my eyes when I took a proper look at them.

Tony replied grimly. I stopped worrying about that bit of lost flesh on my side when I saw what was left of Kaniji. Her hands were broken into claws, her legs twisted unnaturally. She was bleeding from her eyes, nose, and ears. She was in so much agony that her mouth gaped open and her eyes stared sightlessly.