Nobilis of War

"How does that feel, huh?" Darren barked down on him. "Let's see if you dare to speak malicious remarks about others again," he continued menacingly as he carried on sending his fist down to the man. His mind was swirling with contempt towards the man. Each strike he dealt was loaded with his power and his deep grudge.

"Help! Darren is killing me!" the man shouted out in a strangled cry. Fear took hold of his heart and his body vibrated violently in pain as he cried out for his life.

"Shut the hell up!" Darren shouted at him. He hadn't let out all his fury. Not yet. He grabbed a handful of gravel from the ground and stuffed it into the man's mouth.

The torture did not end there. Upon blocking his mouth with the gravel, Darren violently shoved his fist into the man's mouth.

As his fist landed, both Darren and Shawn heard the distinct sound of the man's teeth cracking. The hit was so powerful that it would have sent anyone howling. The man wasn't able to bear it and as a result of the pain, he went out like a light.

Shawn was left speechless as he watched the violent scene unfold, his eyes wide open in astonishment. He had not expected Darren to be so merciless and cruel. He started to regret having challenged him just a while ago.

Seeing that the man had already blacked out, Darren stopped his strikes. "I did tell you to shut up," he mumbled, then quickly averted his eyes from the man's disfigured face. He turned his gaze towards Shawn who was still standing in a trance-like state.

his mind, his haughtiness was not making it easy for him to concede. "You son of a bitch! You think that you can frighten me that easily? You'll pay ten times over for what you've done to my friend, and I swear

him." He sneered as he looked fixedly into Shawn's eyes. A fight was doomed to happen.

opportune moment, Darren dealt dozens of strikes at Shawn even before he had the chance to stand up on

was able to withstand his blows using

vital energy blow that Darren had sent towards him

his confidence and his strength. He felt like he could handle Darren.

I bet that three punches at most are all it takes for me to finish you," he taunted. Now that he had seen that Darren didn't hold much advantage over himself, he began to feel

suddenly released his vital energy and struck back at him.

again. The pain had started to

state, now was hardly the time for fighting for Darren. He hastily unsheathed his sword.

opposite effect that he hoped to achieve. As Shawn just grew bolder, no doubt convinced that Darren was just bluffing. "It seems you have too much confidence in yourself. I really want to know what tricks you can do with that toy of yours," Shawn snorted out. "Anyway, I don't think that anyone would blame me if I kill you. Even more so, Elsa and the elder would most likely be thanking me for eliminating this burden for them," he stated. Shawn acted as if he was the one who was in charge with whether Darren lived or not. He felt completely in control of the situation and he was confident that Darren was in no

sword as he took a fighting stance. "Today I will end your lousy and disgraceful life!"