74 Bleeding All Over

Falling from a great height, the wind pushed against Arnin's body. His hair was rapidly swaying as a deep smile appeared on his face.

Closing in on the battlefield, Arnin felt that his body was becoming tenser and a type of essence was entering his body. Arnin looked around as he fell and found that the essence entering his body was red, while inside of his body he saw his blood begin to boil and showcase a splendid light.

'Blood component! This is blood component and it seems to be affecting my new body greatly!' Arnin's smile became more wicked as he fast approached the battlefield.

Amongst the constant fighting and killing, no one noticed Arnin arriving on the battlefield. Everyone was busy trying to kill or keep themselves alive.

By a tall rock wall, a group of ten people was looking at a little girl. She looked around the age of ten, her body filled with lacerations and bruises. She had torn clothes and blood seeping out of her pale lips. Her breathing was stagnating and her eyes were half shut, but within those dull eyes, a glint of fear was hidden.

The group of ten consisted of all males. They were around the ages of thirteen and fourteen, however, their eyes contained a look that should only appear on adults. Lust. They looked at the little girl with exposed lust, which could make many noble people thrash them to death.

"What are you going to do? If you want to kill me then just do it! Stop looking at me with those… eyes!" The little girl spoke while her red stained teeth gritted against each other. The little girl didn't seem oblivious towards the looks she was getting, however it didn't seem like she could completely understand them either. It just made her very fearful and uncomfortable.

"What are you talking about? We aren't going to kill you. We only put you in this state because of you resisting, however, we truly do want to help you." A boy with spiky blond bronze hair walked forward and spoke out. He seemed to be the most mature and strongest out of everyone apart of his little group. Plus, the lust in his eyes was the strongest out of everyone.

"Don't try and lie. If you really wanted to help me, then why would you attack me before even saying anything? You didn't even ask me anything, and just started to attack and… touch… me." The girl continued to speak and grit her teeth at the same time. The look in her eyes, although showed fear, also showed some maturity. As if, she experienced many of the difficulties of life. This was not something a ten-year-old girl should possess.

"Why do you continue to hurt us? We truly do want to help you, however, you must help us with something first." The spiky-haired boy walked forwards with a wicked smile and kneeled in front of the girl.

The little girl crawled backward slightly as she began to panic. The fear present in her eyes grew a little more, however, she knew that in her current state, things were not going to end well if she resisted. "What is it?"

There was hesitation on her tone, however, what else could she do? She was surrounded and injured. There was no one that would help her, so survival looked extremely bleak.

The boy smiled before extending his hand. He reached out and quickly grabbed onto the girl's wrist. His eyes glinted more, however, the fear continued to increase in the girl's eyes. "Get up and come with me. You will know once we get there."

She tried to recall her hand, however, the boy had more strength than the exhausted her. She wasn't able to release herself from the boy's grip. "L-let go! I will… follow!"

The little girl twisted her wrist in the boy's hand, but it was all for naught. She just couldn't get out of his pincer-like grip.

With a great jerk, the boy pulled the girl to her feet. She wobbled when she stood up and even almost face planted, but she gritted her teeth and held her ground. This was a sight inconceivable for many since it was usually impossible for any ten years old to have so much perseverance, let alone a little, injured girl.

The boy smiled and walked away from his group. When the others wanted to follow he raised his hand. "Be on a lookout for now. MAke sure no one disturbs them… chat I am going to have. It might be a long chat, so be patient. All of you can… talk to her later." The boy played with his words, making the girl feel extremely uncomfortable and confused.

'What does he mean I can talk to them later? Talk? Why does he want to talk?' The girl was extremely confused but knew that the talking was not going to be anything good. PLus, the expressions of each male was hideous when the word talk was mentioned. This caused her to shiver and tremble, but there was no way she could resist in her current state.

The spiky-haired boy took the injured girl into a corner. It was exposed for everyone to see, however, it was away from others as well. When the boy stopped walking, so did the girl. She still tried to release her hand from the boy's grip, but still… nothing changed.

Suddenly, she felt a great force begin to pull her. Since she was still somewhat lost in her thoughts on how to escape, she wasn't able to prepare herself for such a sudden tug.

The girl flew towards the tall, rocky wall, her right shoulder and arm hitting it directly. She slowly collapsed to the floor as her eyes glared at the boy. "I thought we were going to talk, why did you do that!"

"What do you mean? We are going to talk, however, this talk is going to let us get to know each other… very well." A lascivious smiled appeared on the boy's face as he slowly walked towards the girl. "Let's begin!"

With that, the boy then pounced towards the girl. "Ahhh!" A fearful shriek resounded in the air.

*BOOM*

Suddenly, a huge crashing sound appeared from behind the boy, who was already on top of the girl.

Both the girl and the boy looked over, only to see a cloud of dust. The rest of the boy's group appeared one by on, surrounded the cloud of dust.

"What was that?!" One of them couldn't help but ask the others. However, no one had an answer. They all looked over at the boy who was still forcing himself on the little girl.

Don't look at me, I was busy, so I didn't see anything." The boy got up with an unsatisfied looked. The girl was lying on the ground with dull eyes and shredded clothes, however other then bruises and lacerations, there wasn't anything else wrong with her body.

The group looked over at the spiky-haired boy and then at the girl, with confused looks. "Stop making those expressions, this stupid… thing appeared right when things were getting good. My mood is completely ruined, so don't expect me to give you guys a turn after we settle whatever this is. I need to have my turn first!" The boy spoke while spit flew from his mouth.

His eyebrows wrinkled together as frustration and anger were clearly written all over his face. He looked at the dust cloud as if he was staring at his greatest enemy.

The dust cloud began to clear. As the brown cloud slowly dissipated, a black figure appeared on the cover. "So, it wasn't a rock, huh? Who the hell is it that ruins my mood!? The boy walked forward with anger. However, he didn't get too close. He knew that if a person that is much stronger than him appeared, then there was no way he could handle the situation.

The black figure began to walk forward, out of the dust cloud. Every step he took, caused the group of ten to tense up. Although they weren't too strong and did what they wanted, that didn't mean that they were stupid enough to charge forward, losing all decorum. They knew that without knowing who they were messing with, it wasn't smart to charge forward.

The spiky-haired boy's eyebrows wrinkled further. He saw that the height of this figure was extremely short. It was barely meeting his hip, causing him to slowly loosen his guard.

"Who is it!? Come out and explain yourself!" The spiky-haired boy walked forward, slowly releasing his aura.

The aura he released was actually extremely weak. It was much weaker than an average fourteen-year-old Moth student. Rather, judging from the strength, it barely reached an average fourteen year old of the BUtterfly group. The aura was pitifully at, Orb Birth - Sky.

Even a Butterfly student would look down on such a realm at such an age. However, it was much stronger than the rest of the people. Although the rest of the boys were also at the Sky realm, it seemed as though they just entered it making them all even worse than the spiky haired boy.

Something which was very eye-catching was not the boys, rather it was the little girl. Her realm seemed much higher than the rest, Orb Birth - Hell!

Even in the Moth group, this would be considered good, but because of her lack of experience and battle skills, she was unable to stop ten people from beating her.

"Hehe! What do we have here? I seemed to have landed in a herd of lambs!" A sinister voice, which was filled with a great amount of bloodlust, appeared from behind the dust cloud.

This voice, of course, belonged to Arnin. He walked out of the dust cloud with a wicked smile. His eyes examined the people in front of him as he began to nod his head. "Truly a herd of lambs."

"What did you say?! Say it again, I didn't hear you properly!" The spiky-haired boy was extremely arrogant when he finally saw Arnin come out. He could tell that Arnin just started to cultivate, both because of age and because of the tiny amount of aura that he was releasing.

Orb Birth - Earth. Not only that but Arnin's Orb Birth - Earth aura was extremely weak, making the group very confident.

Arnin smiled at the boy before shaking his head. "How could you not hear what I said? I think it was pretty clear and loud. Are you deaf, or are you acting deaf?" Arnin smiled even more at the boy's arrogance.

"Don't try and act all cool! With your strength, even a fly could injure you!" The boy was angered by Arnin's words so he tried to mock him back.

"A fly, huh? If that is the case, then it seems like you all consider yourselves worse than bugs." Arnin's smile brightened as his eyes focused on each and every person that surrounded him. He felt their auras and couldn't help but sigh.

"What do you mean by that!?" The spiky-haired boy was dumbfounded, however, anger boiled within. He raised his hand towards boy that surrounded Arnin. That boy slowly walked forward, completely releasing his weak Orb Birth - Sky aura.

Ignoring the approaching boy, Arnin looked at the spiky-haired kid. "Not only are you weaker then a bug, it seems like your wits are lower as well. What I mean… you know what, forget it. With your brain, learning anything would cause you pain."

"Kill this kid, Jisk!" The spiky-haired kid lost his temper and yelled out towards the boy that approached Arnin.

Jisk nodded his head and rushed towards Arnin. 'Well, let me see how well I can manage without any essence. Finally, I can test out my physical body.' Arnin did possess some essence in his body, however, because of it constantly leaking, he didn't dare to use it and quicken his death.

Muscles began to tense up in Arnin's body, as he faced the incoming Jisk. This would be the first time he would fight with his physical body only, especially against someone who was a minor realm higher.

Arnin intensely watched Jisk's fist fly towards his face. Without him even knowing, his Runic Eyes' runes began to rotate. Things slow down, and Arnin was able to see everything extremely clearly.

Something that astonished Arnin was that it wasn't him seeing things in slow motion, but everything really did slow down. He didn't understand how and why, but it seemed as though everything was slower than before.

'Interesting. Seems like my physical body is not the only thing that will be used in this fight.' Since everything was much slower, Arnin reacted quickly and rushed behind the approaching Jisk.

In the point of view of Jisk, Arnin moved with lightning speed, however, he didn't know that it wasn't Arnin , moving quick, rather he himself was moving slow.

"UGH" Suddenly, Jisk felt himself being lifted into the air. He felt suffocation, however, he didn't completely understand what was going on.

However, just as he was being lifted, he felt the latch around both the front and the back of his neck loosed until he finally dropped to the ground.

"Ahh! My… my eyes! My… ARGH!" An agonizing scream appeared around the group. Looking for the sound, everyone saw a child rolling on the ground, holding his face.

Arnin covered his bleeding face. Blood dripped from his eyes, ears, nose and he even constantly vomited blood. One could even see a deep blood stan getting bigger around Arnin's crotch and back side area.

All the boys looked at Arnin with some horror. It wasn't Arnin's power that scared them, however, Arnin looked like a pile of bloody flesh. It scared and disgusted them.

Arnin howled as blood continued to drop, his vision began to blur, but it didn't darken. It didn't seem like he was falling unconscious, rather he was slowly losing sight. Pain coursed through his body, causing his howls to strengthen.

His fingers dug themselves on the ground as he scratched and scratched. His nails came off as more blood appeared. "MY EYES! AHHH!" The greatest pain he felt came from his eyes.

Arnin screamed loudly on the surface, however, he was thinking of a way to stop everything from happening inside his head. 'What the hell is going on! These Runic Eyes, they, they, are sucking my essence. They are absorbing my blood!' Arnin knew what was going on. He finally understood how he managed to slow things down.

The Runic Eye's was absorbing his blood and essence in order to slow things for Arnin. Not only did they not help, but they made things worse. His essence was leaving at an even quicker rate, but that wasn't the most worrying part. His blood.

He lost so much blood and blood essence that he could even see death. 'No! I am not going to die! I need… I need… BLOOD!' Arnin howled inwardly, as his physical body slowly stood up.

When everyone was able to see Arnin's whole body, they saw everything. He was bleeding, everywhere. The ground he was standing on was already a pool of blood, while even his hair was dripping with crimson liquid. The only thing that was not crimson red on his body, was his eyes.

Those eyes petrified everyone. Purple and black. Almost abyss like demon-like. These eyes apart, Arnin was bleeding all over.