'...Kill them all Lucas, it's an easy way for you.'
'what a joke.' Lucas thought as he looked last remaining puppet of Samuel. It's been six minutes already since Samuel told him to kill them.
Lucas would never do that, in the first place they are the innocent students who get into this mess by that bastard.
"Huff" "Huff" "Huff"
Lucas took a deep breath trying to regain his breathing after this long battle. He already defeated Eight students who were under his control.
He was able to defeat them because they were controlled by Samuel. Because now they don't have free will to do anything, they just attack in a repeat pattern.
After fighting them Lucas was able to understand that, but that doesn't mean everything was in his favour. Lucas has taken a hell lot of beating too.
His clothes are torn apart, there is blood running down from his left shoulder, their a black-purple bruise on his handsome face and he is barely standing.
