'I wanted to use this directly on him but it seems I overestimated myself.' gritting his teeth, lilac energy engulfed Ares's body.
The energy seemed both luminous and obscure—a paradox.
In a mere tenth of a millisecond, a shockwave spread to all.
*BOOOOOM*
The 3 team leaders were blasted away. All slaves were pushed away. All remaining guards stumbling and struggling to stand up. The entire cell house shook and the island, which the cell house was on, tremored.
****
*Tremor*
Foere who was busy with paperwork while sitting at his desk suddenly was swept by a tremor that shook his entire office.
*Creak**Creak*
Many pieces of furniture fell, some simply shattered, while all the paper Foere was working on was scattered all around the office floor.
"What in the fuck was that?!" Foere, who initially had a bored look on his face, immediately rushed out of his office in the direction of the shockwave.
****
Bola was currently at the center of the slaves, healing those all around him to the best of his abilities, but suddenly was pushed back. No, to be exact, everybody was pushed back.
Immediately after regaining his bearing, Bola looked at the direction of the shockwave—or to be more exact—the direction of Ares.
If before he had just seen an intense battle, now he felt Killing Intent which seemed to be releasing in rapid waves while clouding the entire battlefield.
'What kind of emotion must one need to hold to release something this terrifying?' Bola muttered in a melancholic tone.
****
In the middle of the rubble
*Cough**Cough**Cough*
"WHAT WAS THAT!?" one of the team leaders, who just got up, yelled as he began looking around to see nearly everything in a 5-meter(16.40 ft)radius of Ares simply shatter while giant cracks occurred everywhere in the vicinity.
"L-look over there" one of the team leaders muttered while pointing towards the center of the explosion where the boy once stood.
As the dust started to clear, they saw the figure of the boy but this time something was different as purple cracks were spread all over Ares's body. Not to mention the previous youthful yet astute eyes were replaced by something far more sinister and chaotic.
The boy seemed to release Killing Intent unconsciously everywhere in his surroundings to the point where even the team leaders were petrified.
"GRAAAH!" in no time, the boy rushed towards them with a fury that seemed to shake the heavens.
"CALL ALL THE GUARDS! CALL ALL THE TEAM LEADERS! CALL LORD FOERE! THAT BOY IS FAR MORE DANGEROUS THAN THOSE SLAVES!" one of the team leaders yelled towards the remaining 4 guards who were still trying to understand their current situation.
Immediately the 3 team leaders dashed and swung their swords in unison while covering all the sides that Ares could conceivably defend from. They expected the boy to try to block at their attacks but, completely against their expectations, the boy used his hands and tail to tilt their swords upward, in turn diverting the direction of their swords' attacks. In no time, the boy began to deliver countless blows to the team leader in his line of sight without giving him a chance to fight back.
*Bam**Bam**Bam**Bam*
The team leader on the receiving end of the blow brought an absurd amount of Aura towards his fists and shot with an inconceivable amount of strength and speed towards Ares.
*SLAM*
Ares was thrown back and fell to the ground while bleeding profusely all over. The team leaders gave little chance of recovery as they all raced towards Ares. But completely against their expectations, Ares stood up, albeit weakly, and began rushing at the team leaders once again.
*GWOOSH*
The moment they made contact, all three of the team leaders applied single powerful moves—as that seemed to work best on the boy—while Ares applied rapid moves from every single direction accessible opening he could find in their defense.
*Blam**Blam**Blam**Blam*
*BLAM*
Just like before, Ares was hit with a massive blow—is time towards his chest—crushing all his ribs while sending him flying across the hall.
*FOOSH*
From an outside perspective, it was clear the team leader's inevitable victory the team leaders themselves had different thoughts in mind.
'Why did this exchange feel so different from the last? Although small, something felt significantly different.' their immersion was soon shattered by Ares once again racing towards them while completely bloodied with even some flesh exposed and purple cracks that seemed to have augmented even further.
"Let me finish this," one of the team leaders said as he gathered all his Aura into his fist and pulled his arms back.
"GRAAAAAH!" Ares, on the other end, straightened his hands—making veins pop out of his arms— while making a knife hand movement.
The fist and hand met each other with a luster that wished to devour one another. However, unlike before where Ares was completely pushed back, this time...
*SPLIT*
The hand cut right through the team leader's fist just like a knife. But the hand didn't stop with just the fist, it kept moving upwards until it reached the upper body, and before any of the team leaders could comprehend what happened...
*PIERCE*
his heart was stabbed by Ares's razor-like hands.
The two team leaders who realized what they were seeing felt a myriad of emotions coming through them including confusion, disbelief, and most of all, terror.
'The boy's body adapted? After only 2 strikes, his body managed to adapt and strengthen itself to the point of surpassing the durability of a fist filled with Aura!?' both the team leaders became shaken by the situation but soon relaxed when they heard dozens of footsteps coming near them.
*Step**Step**Step**Step**Step**Step**Step**Step*
In no time, nearly 20 more guards, 2 more team leaders, and most of all the man who owned the entire cell house, Foere, appeared while surrounding the bloodied figure of Ares.
"Your luck has run out now, hasn't it boy?" Foere said with a neutral tone but if one looked at him carefully, they would notice his eyes were filled with fury.