Aryn had expected something to have happened by now. Mystery boy shows up, demands that we follow his lead,<em>and then doesn't do any damn thing at all?</em>Stupid. Until something changed he would not take his eyes off of his enemies. He felt shine's hand on his shoulder, and allowed himself to slowly back towards the dorms, but he would not take his eyes off of his enemies. When did the world stop making sense again? It all seemed so distant. Perhaps he was losing too much blood? What mattered now was what was in front of him. Everything seemed so distracting,<strong>but he would not take his eyes off of his enemies.</strong><br/><br/><em>He stood in a kitchen, his family's kitchen. He stood over a man, bleeding profusely. The bleeding man had been stabbed repeatedly, it was obvious even to a child. Would have been obvious even if he hadn't just watched it happen. Over and over and over, sixty seven concurrent stabbings. He had counted. He looked up at the one holding the knife. Her wicked smile pierced the dark room like a beacon light straight from hell.</em><br/><br/>Aryn snapped back to reality. It had only been a single moment. Just one, thank god. Any longer would be lethal. He was losing it though, he knew it. Still, he kept his eyes open, kept his eyes on... another student?<strong><em>Who just fucking collapsed?</em></strong><br/><br/>Shit.<br/><br/>"Someone's down, over there. Mystery boy, if you can figure this out instantly, by all means do it." Aryn sighed quietly. "Taijo. Let's go get our guest. Shine, watch the others... please."