***
THWACK!
THUD!
Deon fell into the muddy ground beneath him with high force, he could feel his back hurting like crazy, a tiny bits of mud went into his mouth which made Deon spat out his saliva in disgust.
He had just been kicked by Scythe, just like Seir previously in the duel, his insides were stirred, there are signs of nausea, and his brains were telling him that he is currently sick and should not be doing any intense activities.
"That's enough, go back to your place." Said Scythe as he positioned his wooden sword back to its sheath. "Next– Hughen, come."
"Yes, sir.." Hughen said, he maintained a smile on his way to Scythe.
It was a bit humiliating, but atleast Deon wasn't the only one that got kicked, he stood on his ground and walked back to where the rest of the students are slowly, his face looks like someone that is holding on with pain and anger.
"That was a good show Deon!" Said Calea, she complimented Deon's performance even though everyone knew that what she had just said wasn't actually genuine.
"Shut the fuck up." Deon responded with a cold stare, he didn't want to continue this conflict with Calea, not this time atleast.
'Urgh.. That shitty instructor, he fucking kicked me harder than Seir..' Deon curses, feeling the almost unbearable pain on his abdomen.
He sighed deeply, somewhat frustrated with his current situation, and thought..
'Fuck, what could be worse than this..'
***
Night after the training had ended...
"Aagghh!! I can't take this anymore.. Keukk.. My body is hurting like crazy.." Kalios complained, he shouted throughout the shack, releasing his anger towards everybody.
Then, after he stopped abruptly, he suddenly looked at Endi who's at the corner.
"Should i just kill myself!?" He said with straight face, his eye pupils shrinked, showing fear but also desperation.
Endi however, didn't care much about Kalios's problem, he clicked his tongue in annoyance to Kalios's rant.
"If you want to kill yourself, you're free to do so, just don't do it in here or else this shack will be contaminated by your rotting smell." Endi responded while looking down, clumping his head between both of his legs. "Whatever, don't bother me, im tired.."
The shack fell into silent after that last reply, Kalios also began to ponder his decision, there was no one that wants to start a conversation, after all they're also tired just like Endi, spending their limited energy to talk about pointless things would put them into a dangerous situation for the future.
And amidst the deafening silence, a small little voice broke out, it was Calea.
"Heeeeyyy Deon.. Can you massage my legs? You know, my legs has been throbbing in pain, wouldn't you want to help me out as a man?.." She teasingly said to Deon.
Deon was just minding his own business at that time, he laid down on the hard wooden floor, trying to sleep early, however he soon found out that even though he already adapted to this insufferable life, he still can't fell sleep in 2 minutes.
Upon hearing Calea's voice calling for him, Deon felt a shiver down to his spine.
'Agghh!! What does that bitch want now.. Goddamnit, i'll just pretend to sleep..' He thought, thinking that pretending to be asleep will get him out of Calea's grasp.
'Mmmh.. I shouldn't get involved..' Carsel said to himself, moving away from Deon which is right beside him, he slowly makes his way to the other corner with Endi. 'Don't poke your nose into obvious danger Carsel, you've had it rough already, don't try to be a hero...'
Calea then crawled using her arms and legs, she gradually approached Deon at a slow pace, the closer she gets, the more Deon's body seems to be shaking, indicating some conciousness within him.
As the constant thud sound continues, Deon could feel a cold sweat dropping on his face, he hopes that it isn't what he was thinking, but of course it would be, why wouldn't it be?
"Hey dumbass." Calea said with an angry tone. "I said help me you useless piece of trash, do you have no empathy for women?!"
Suddenly, Calea grabbed Deon by his shirt collar and forces him to face her eye to eye, and as she expected, the moment Calea saw Deon's face, his eyes was wide open, and a few sweat drops can be seen sliding from his forehead.
"You're not sleeping, what? Do you think you can sleep that fast? in this place?" Calea curses at Deon, there was a short moment where Deon showed fear in his eyes, however after Calea said that last sentence, that fear disappeared for an unknown reason.
"Agghh!! What the fuck do you want bitch! You damn slut of a princess, like hell i would fucking help you!" Deon shouted, expressing his retaliation against Calea, despite knowing that his strength is inferior to her.
Seeing Deon's face that is full of resentment and hatred towards her, Calea couldn't help but smile at it, an exaggerated smile formed on Calea's lips, as if she was waiting for this moment, to see Deon struggle infront of her.
"That's right, that's the face i probably made back then.." Said Calea as she changes her grip from Deon's shirt collar to his neck, she grabbed him by the neck and squeezed it tightly before holding him up into the air as she stand.
"K- KEUKK.. KEUKK.. D- D- DAMN.. L- LET GO OF ME!!" Deon tried to scream, but his voice was cut off so even though his tone of voice should've definitely be a scream, it was instead sounds like a normal speech, however the desperation and anxiety in it were still there, and everyone can feel it. "A- A- Are you insane!? K- Keukk.. KEUKK!! H- H- help.. h- G- GUAR- GUARDS!!"
He tried to fight, his hands was aggressively scratching Calea's skin in an effort to somehow overpower her strength, Deon kicked his legs back and forth repeatedly, his brain began to go into panic mode, and his heart beats faster than what he could've expect.
'KUGHH!!' Moments before Deon lose his conciousness, he temporarily saw the face Calea was making as she looks at his suffering up close and in full detail, her face was terrifying, her amused grin, her relaxed eyebrows, and her narrow eyes, combined together was enough for Deon to think that Calea was most certainly enjoying the sight infront of her.
'CURSE YOU—
THUD!
Unexpected to everyone, Calea suddenly let go of her grip, Deon then falls to the floor, air started to flow to his throat, and he coughed rapidly as he felt more pain lingering in his neck.
"...Scums like you are the most needed in this godforsaken place, if it wasn't because of what Scythe said, i would have been done with you." Said Calea, her face turned back to normal with a little bit of disappointment in it.
She looked at everyone in the shack briefly, before ultimately decided that she would also rather conserve her energy for tomorrow, it was unfortunate that she can't kill Deon, but when the opportunity arise, Calea was ready to pick that option as soon as possible.