Crack.
The darkness serpent tamer's arm bent at an unnatural angle. His scream echoed through the forest. Ren felt pity for a moment but forced himself to pretend it didn't bother him.
Just feedback, confirmation that his technique had been executed correctly.
'This is nothing,' he told himself while moving toward the next attacker. 'I've killed people who deserved to die almost as much as these ones. These will barely have some broken bones, and they surely would have treated me worse if they caught me.'
The justification felt hollow even as he thought it. Enjoyment was…
The spirit tamer tried to escape using his shadow jumps, but Ren simply grabbed him with his jade crystal hand, canceled the shadow control, and pulled. The sound of the shoulder dislocating was satisfyingly definitive.
'I must be strong to prevent more tragedies, stronger,' he reflected, ignoring a desperate, weak cry from the first wind tamer.
