Infinity: Rising of the Soul Weavers

* The End Is Where We Begin - Thousand Foot Krutch *

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'Heck, am I expecting Jaimie to help me?' she thought remembering the youth's blushing face.

'Should I just giv-NO! she quickly remembered her family and friends depending on her, she needed to survive and destroy that b*stard no matter what.

But alas, she was already too late.

The moment she came back from her trance, she found the monster in front of her with a huge smirk over his face.

She could see his fist approaching fast, yet she couldn't react in time, even though she hasn't given up, her body had long done that on her behalf.

!!

She didn't even hear the resulting sonic blast as her mind went all white. She couldn't see, hear, or even feel the monster's fist penetrating her armour, together with her abdomen.

The monster had learned to recognize a dead prey the moment he saw it, and Raven qualified as one the moment her movements started to slow down, that's why he had refrained from combining his punch with a mana attack.

He wanted to see and feel her misery. He wanted to enjoy every second of torture he could have with her.

Maybe if he was his collected and calm self, he would have respected her good attempts at his life.

Yet, she was so annoying that she had unleashed the true beast he was, the beast that had destroyed and killed countless entities.

The punch broke through the girl's armour and flesh, then reached the other side of her back. Stopping his attack there, time resumed and the girl was blasted away from the strength of the punch, together with a bigger portion of her abdomen that was turned to bloody mist.

Her bright golden ireses turned pale as the dark crimson rings around them faded away, to signal that True Sight was no longer active.

The lifeless body of the little girl flew a couple of meters before she hit the floor so hard that it cracked, as did the lower half of her body.

Then after rolling a couple of times, she ended up in a newly made hole in a building's wall, with a long dense trail of deep red blood behind her.

Expecting a comeback, the monster waited for a few seconds before spitting on the ground with disgust.

"That's it?" he couldn't believe his eyes. This human who had given him so much trouble was already dead?

And what about his torture? His fun and payback? Was it all for nothing?

It was akin to someone insisting on playing hide and seek, only to then hide in the washroom or run away before finishing the game.

"So fragile..." His voice sounded disappointed, if anything. Standing on top of her body, he was about to kick her when he felt a faint amount of mana glowing around her.

It was almost unnoticeable for it was so little. "Is she trying to heal herself? Should I give her some of my mana to awake her at least?" the monster mused out loud.

Unbeknownst to him, it wasn't Raven trying to heal the body, but rather Kayla, the former was still in a world of blinding white, somewhere away from the pains her body was put through.

He hated her, but more than anything, he hated being disappointed, and in her case, she was plenty of it.

The monster wasn't good with mana manipulation and as such he guessed that was a bad idea, 'unless I want to torture her.' he thought in his mind as a violent smile crept up his face.

Crouching down as to be able to reach her in her makeshift resting place in the wall, he extended his open palm out and stopped just above her face.

Her eyes were closed as if she was in a peaceful slumber, and needless to say, that made the monster rather furious.

Her face was so pale from the amount of blood that she's lost, that she almost appeared as a ghost.

The little blood she had left covering her face, rather than spraying in the air from the spinning speed she hit the wall with, was only connecting her left eye down to her chin, appearing as though her it has been gouged out.

Behind her head and on the wall itself however, there was a huge red splash from the impact she had caused.

The monster directed his aura towards her fragile frame with the intention of releasing just a little bit of mana to either wake her up or give her a quick torture session before he looses his chance.

Even if she was still unconscious, he was expecting her body to move slightly or do something in response.

In a way, he was one of those b*stards who'd r*pe an unconscious woman and feel more pleasure when she moans from the headache assaulting her as a result of the drugs injected into her bloodstream.

[DIE, YOU SHOULD JUST DIE!!]

Kayla screamed in Raven's mind even though she was absent.

It wasn't the first time Kayla had 'felt' such helplessness, but it was the first time that she was aware of what was actually happening.

And now she was... 'feeling' rage, and disgust. She 'hated' herself for having 'feelings' at this critical time.

Even though she's 'felt' like she was alive and helping Raven before, it was way different than now.

She was a robot... a system installed by a higher entity, by the real Kayla, she didn't even have a name, she was only the Ex System.

Yet even now that she was having those 'feelings' like normal living beings, she was 'feeling' pain and despair.

She was trying so hard to preserve Raven's body, as hard as she was trying to believe she will wake up any moment now and kick the monster's a*s.

[I know you'll do it... you always come back with new rage, new face, and new vigor. Please, RAVEN!!!]

She yelled but her voice reached absolutely no one, only echoed in her own mind.

Nonetheless, she kept on her failing attempts to heal Raven's body.

[I know it, I know you'll come back any moment... now...]

Kayla's figure that was stuck in the lifeless body, was shaking with silent tears as she 'felt' her newly found 'emotions' eating her alive.

[Please...]

As if answering the system's silent prayer, scorching heat assaulted the quiet battlefield as all of a sudden, the monster was sent flying away from the unconscious girl.

"Don't you know that touching an unconscious girl's body is a sin?" a youthful masculine voice said with all of the seriousness in the world.