Syn noticed the rather rough treatment that was being directed at the half breed in the last four students and narrowed his eyes a bit.  Removing his hands from his pockets he opened his arms and cast the entire arena into shadows, nothing around them as his shadow mimics began attacking the remaining students.  The angel female was pinned to the ground and a boot was planted between her wings, while strong hands wrenched her wings up like they were trying to rip her wings off of her.  The mouthy male behind Diem was being held in a rather painful head lock as his face was planted in the dirt with barely enough room to breath.  The student was surrounded by tendrils and being squeezed in a painful hold that would feel like it was trying to crush every bone in his body.  Syn then looked at Diem and walked over to her.  Spirit sight was handy when you knew what you were doing and were quick about it.<br/><br/>That and having allies who would defend your body while in spirit form was also helpful.  Placing his right index finger on her forehead it was the lightest touch he'd given anyone but it would also be the most painful.  He flooded her spirit sight with the pain of the souls he'd absorbed.  She'd see visions of fallen Hunters and the shadow realms that their souls were trapped in.  One female in particular who'd been the soul cause of his personal beef with Hunters.<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fvignette2.wikia.nocookie.net%2Fsomeordinarygamers%2Fimages%2Fa%2Fa4%2FScary_monster-1024x561-1-.jpg%2Frevision%2Flatest%3Fcb%3D20130813011908&amp;hash=3f7c82d7d70ae8d793691b68e1d00851" href="https://vignette2.wikia.nocookie.net/someordinarygamers/images/a/a4/Scary_monster-1024x561-1-.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20130813011908" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">She</a>was trapped in a realm of constant pain and anguish.<br/><br/>This wouldn't necessarily be physically painful for her, but it would certainly be mentally painful and she'd also get a small taste of the physical pain that his victims went through.  No visible damage but she'd feel like her limbs were being crushed and her internals being ripped out of her.  It was all a mind fuck in a half.  The pain would stop as soon as she returned to her body.  Backing up after she had dropped he let the light come back so that the rest of the students could see the four remaining students were all on the ground in pain as well.  Looking at the female angel and the bigger male he locked tendrils around their necks and lifted them off of the ground so that they were struggling for air.<br/><br/>"Personal or just general dislike aside.  In my class, the people here are your allies.  Little spats about blood lines and who's not a half breed don't matter when your life is on the line.  For example.  Here you are struggling to breath.  That half breed that you were secluding and hazing could save you...think she would?  Nothing matters on a battle field but survival.  Teamwork is key and that means loosing this beef you have with a fellow student who could potentially save your ass some day.  Anyone I see showing aggression or segregation to their fellow students in my class will be spending the next week in the medical wing."<br/><br/>Right after saying that he slammed the angel and the other male into the dirt hard enough to knock the wind out of them.  He then walked over to them and kicked dirt in their faces.<br/><br/>"Doesn't feel good when the person stronger than you is treating you like dirt does it?"<br/><br/>Stepping on the female's wing as he walked away, he waved his hand.<br/><br/>"Class is over."