Lyren ran different simulations of how he was going to escape the situation at hand. A thought came to his mind telling him to go on his knees in surrender but it was instantly burned away by a flame as he ran a different simulation. There was no definitive way that he could win this battle and neither could he escape.
Maybe had he played dead, he might have survived. He saw the group surround him and three arrows were pointed at him. He forced himself to stand but his wobbly feet made it so difficult to even support himself. His hand moved slowly as he tried to unsheathe his sword and held it with both hands pointing at the charging group.
His hands shook and his feet were even worse. As though he was a leaf on a windy day and about to get blown away. Seeing his condition, the group stopped first because this was the least they expected. Still, the arrows were pointed at him. Seeing his shivering, they could only conclude that he was too afraid to even stand straight.
Kaelen chuckled at this thought as he walked towards the naked boy. He stood before him as he smiled at his state. Even when he was surrounded and afraid, he had the guts to draw his sword and point it at them. This came as a huge surprise to everyone. Attacking him as a group was nothing short of overkill.
Kaelen kicked the boy's hands which caused him to release the sword which fell meters away. Left unarmed, he was probably going to fall on his butt once again. Kaelen wore a evil smile as he watched the boy fall on his butt as expected. He then walked to him and raised his foot then placing it on his manhood.
The other guys came closer as they surrounded the boy all wearing evil smiles. Now they were going to torture him and get some useful information.
They urged Kaelen to grind the manhood the boy was so much concerned about and Kaelen obliged. His foot moved on the member twisting it and what followed next was a scream that fueled him to continue. Now this was more like it.
"Who are you?" The spear guy asked as the girls closed their eyes not enjoying the sight they were witnessing but they did not have the strength to worry about an enemy. There came no reply and only screams that got louder until the boy could not scream anymore and he passed out.
"Very weak. Contact Sera and ask for a meeting since we found something," Kaelen said to one of the sixth stage girls who removed what appeared like a flare that exploded with a red smoke very high in the skies. Birds flew away since the explosion scared them. Some timid creatures were obviously scared away but some were attracted to the noise.
Kaelen removed his foot from the boy's groin region and a sixth stage guy tore a part of his robe and used it to cover the boy's groin region.
Then, the fifth stage girls who were porters removed a rope from a bag and gave it to Kaelen who tied both hands and feet of the boy. Then, the two sixth stage guys poured him water using their affinities and instantly woke the boy up.
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This was going to be a humiliation Lyren was never going to forget. He had thought that this was a logical group but it appeared they were just a bunch of bullies.
The foot on his manhood had brought him shivers and when he put pressure on it, Lyren could not hold back as he screamed so loudly his throat hurt and he even passed out.
His last sight being that of an arrogant smile of victory from the tallest guy.
"Revenge!"
The words echoed as his consciousness faded but he was instantly brought back as he felt cold water on his body. His eyelids jerked open as he heard the laughter from the guys. This was the first time he had felt water on his body and he was thankful they helped wash away some of the soot.
He tried to reach out but his hands were fixed. He could feel his organs well now but he could not move any of them. Not even his feet. He looked around and saw the group was already on their way.
He felt a tug on his wrists and he was forced to stand up when he was pulled. Then he saw the ropes on his wrist and he felt something on his groin region and he looked to see what looked like a loin cloth covering it.
He was somehow glad he was covered but he was being pulled by the guy with a spear and he had to move too or else he would get dragged. He took a step forward but he was shocked when he saw the ground getting nearer and his face hitting the ground. His feet were tied too!
"Revenge!"
Lyren never felt this humiliated and when he was about to stand up again, the guy pulled the rope forcing him to the ground once again. The guy then looked back and glared.
"Make sure not to drag us down useless peasant with no cultivation," he said with a contempt filled tone and they had realized that he had no cultivation.
Lyren was shocked by his words but he realized just how lucky he was if they did not know he was a cultivator. This explained their confidence to mistreat him and that was probably for the best or else they would have fought him to the death had they known that he was a seventh stage cultivator.
He was given the chance to stand up and they continued walking forward. Lyren could not walk and he was forced to go hopping and with every mistake he did, he would fall face first. His face was now covered with dirt but his captors did not seem to care at all as they seemed to enjoy his misfortune even more.
He knew that uniform and it was from the only academy in their region. It was no wonder why they had dared to venture this deep. Even their arrogance was justified as they were at the top of the society. This academy was Lyren's first stop if he could get the chance but there was no even telling whether he was going to survive and escape with his life.
Lyren looked back to see his father's sword but they had taken it which meant it was safe. It was possible to retrieve it as long as he could escape, he could also get his revenge.
The words revenge echoed once again as a white light shone in his eyes. It was several minutes later that they stopped and Lyren was glad. He faked tiredness and he took in deep breaths or else he would give himself away.
He waited his plight as the tall guy nodded at the spear guy who pulled Lyren to a tree where they tied his body from ankle to the neck. Lyren was speechless because this was beyond ridiculous. Why tie someone this way? He was already having a hard time breathing and his heart was straining to pump through the strained vessels.
Lyren realized they were not going to kill him and they were waiting for someone who probably was their leader. Well, before they came, he was going to focus on the ball of light his mentor had left him but he was just about to close his eyes as they opened and popped out in horror. The four guys had disappeared but they had come back each carrying a stick the width of a hand.
Now this was to much. Lyren wanted to cry now because he did not understand who went ahead torturing strangers. When they stood before him, Lyren had his mouth opened as he spoke instantly. He was not going to take a beating from this masochistic group of four.
"I will tell you everything you want to know! I am not an enemy…" Lyren was in the middle of his sentence when he was cut short by a sharp pain in his belly region as he saw the tall guy pull his stick away from his aching belly.
"Who gave you permission to speak?" He asked angrily.
Lyren was left with a mid-open mouth, speechless almost like he was saying
"Heh…"