BAMMMM!
Upon Cynrik's attack making an impact, the teenager spat a mouthful of blood and was sent crashing into a group of onlookers.
Cynrik didn't wait for the teen to get back to his feet and instantly appeared standing over his unconscious body, with malice in his eyes.
Seeing that he was down for the count, Cynrik clicked his tongue and observed his surroundings for the instigators of this little event. Since it was too evident that he wasn't acting alone, his eyes scanned around the arena for anyone wearing an affronted expression instead of a scared or cheerful one. Soon, he saw a group of at least 20 kids with crossed arms diagonally across from Hall A.
{{Fan out, roughly 20 bodies, at 3 o'clock, keep your eyes peeled for anyone acting suspiciously. The first response from someone not involved would be hostility or distaste. Write off anyone who isn't showing those expressions.}} Cynrik said while tilting his head at a sharp angle to pop his neck.
