Blake was strolling along the sides of the sparring area, but he soon sighted a noble pounding a commoner with his fist even though he had admitted defeat.
The problem was that sparring matches weren't monitored by the school authority because the students outnumbered the staff and they had their hands full with the rank matches talk more of spars.
'I should be minding my own business, I just came out to clear my head.' Blake said to himself as he looked away from the battle and continued moving, but that was when he heard what the noble was saying with his advanced senses.
"This should take away their attention from that peasant." The noble said as his hand was covered in blood, but he kept on pounding the commoner's face.
'Why do people like this even exist?' Blake thought with a frown as he activated lightning reinforcement and appeared at the battleground in midair before giving the noble a roundhouse kick that sent him flying.
"Are you okay?" Blake said as he picked up the commoner and supported him with his shoulder, but that was when the noble came rushing towards them.
'I just feel like breaking his leg.' Blake let go of the commoner for a second and activated lightning reinforcement and giving the noble a kick to the chest sending him flying once again.
"Sorry for that." Before the commoner could fall Blake was back to his side. They began walking towards the side of the sparring ground but that was when more nobles began gathering at the area.
'It seems most of the nobles are so brain dead that they can't recognize who they can't beat.' Blake sighed helplessly as he spoke. "I know you idiots are about to do something stupid, but before you do that let me drop him."
[Are you doing this to anger them because you didn't use the right words?] The system face-palmed.
Blake's insult raised their anger from 5 to 15/10 in an instant. Not only did he take most of the attention or interfered in the spar, but he had also insulted them in front of all the girls they were trying to impress. If there was one thing the nobles cared about, it was their pride.
"I assure you guys, this wouldn't end in a good way." Blake warned as he saw them looking at each other.
"Yes, it wouldn't end well for you." After checking their numbers and making sure that everyone had the same idea, one of the nobles led the charge.
"Then, don't blame me for what happens next." Blake said with a frown on his face when he saw the nobles equipping their weapons.
[This would be fun to watch.] The system said in an excited tone when he saw the look on Blake's face.
The thing that angered Blake the most was when people attacked him for useless reasons and with an intent to kill or seriously injure him. Since they wanted to be unreasonable, Blake decided to show them he was a psycho.
'How many am I dealing with?' Blake asked the system as ridiculous amounts of lightning arcs began swarming all over his body.
[A little bit above 20.] The system reported after it scanned the area for those armed or were charging up spells.
"Just enough to vent my frustration." Blake said with a creepy grin as the lightning arcs began expanding past him and the injured commoner, before exploding and pushing back those that were coming for them.
"I will be back." With the speed boost of lightning reinforcement, Blake dashed out of the sparring ground with the injured commoner and dropped him before returning back to his previous position. "Shall we?"
A noble wrapped in lightning arcs appeared behind him with daggers in his hands, but Blake didn't even need to look to grab his hand without turning.
The noble was shocked by Blake's reaction speed, but he soon saw himself in mid-air before being slammed into the ground in front of Blake, but Blake wasn't done yet.
"Isn't it common sense not to be the first to rush forward?" Blake shook his head before twisting the hand of the noble and stomping on his elbow.
CRACK!
"AHH!" The noble screamed in pain.
The sound of cracking bone and screams sent chills down the spine of everyone that heard it, but they didn't have time to reconsider their decision because Blake was no longer at his previous spots.
Soon they heard the sound of another crack and scream. It was Blake, and this time the knee of a noble was in the wrong position but was still standing only because Blake wasn't done with him.
'That wouldn't even be able to catch Tessie.' Blake snorted as he jumped into the air, dodging plant vines that came from below, then giving a roundhouse kick to the noble before heading for the Photomancer.
"Shit!" The Photomancer began regretting his decision to try a surprise attack when he saw Blake look in his direction.
Knowing how fast Blake was, he didn't waste time covering himself in layers of thorny vines, but before he could form the second layer of thorny vines a hand covered in lightning cut through the plant dome and grabbed him by the neck.
BAM! BAM!
Blake began slamming his head on the thorny walls of the plant dome, before manipulating the lightning arcs on his body to cut a sizeable part of the plant dome before pulling him out through the small space.
"AHH! Please stoooop!" The noble was screaming in pain as the thorns from the plant domes continuously scraped out his skin, but soon a golden dome appeared and saved him from the agony before teleporting him to the school's clinic.
This creeped the hell out of both those watching and many on those on the sparring ground. This made many that were rushing at him pause while those that were farther to start running.
By now many people both in the afterlife and still in the land of leaving knew it was useless running from away from Blake.. Even the system was dying from laughter when it saw their useless attempt.