The Last Primal

Surprised by the arrival of the unfamiliar voice, the group surrounding Cole as well as the blonde youth that was called out all looked at the source. Upon seeing that the owner was of a similar physique and build as Cole, only with a bit more 'wild' side to him, his lips curved into a cruel smile. 

He looked back towards Mary, who was already blushing and acting shy, a complete 180 from how she acted in front of him, he was already annoyed and angered. Pointing at the wild-looking, long black-haired and golden-eyed boy he spoke with a threatening tone.

"Is that the guy you were talking about? Is he here to make us regret disturbing you two?"

Without hesitation, Cole answered before even Mary had the chance.

"Yes! You should run now, otherwise, you will not have the chance anymore!" He spoke confidently, despite the situation he was in. With Aiden's arrival, his fear had vanished completely. With his friend around, he was certain that these idiots can't do anything.

"Are you agreeing to this weakling?" The blonde guy looked at Mary once more, gritting his teeth due to the sheer amount of frustration that kept building up in him.

Mary kept looking at Aiden's direction shyly, not daring to look at him for too long. She didn't answer the man's question, but her reaction was quite obvious. It didn't take a genius to figure out what she was thinking.

"Fine then! Watch as we beat your little man up!" He growled, releasing the pent-up emotions in one-go. Turning towards his lackeys he impatiently waved his hand and gave the order.

"Go and beat that shithead up! Make sure he can't sit up! GO! Once you are done with him, take this brat away too! "He pointed at Cole, then turned towards Mary licking his lips with expectations about what he would do to her tonight. "Leave me with this bitch for a bit, then we can take her away!" 

"Yes, boss!" The group yelled with excitement shining in their eyes, which morphed into a cruel glint a moment later, as they turned towards the still calm, and nonchalant youngster. 

His golden eyes showed no fear, as he looked at the blonde man. His voice was still calm and cool as he addressed him.

"I said, you are sitting on my seat, blondie. Are you deaf? I will say it one last time, in a way that even you can understand it."

He took a step forward, arriving next to the guy standing the closest to Cole. He gently placed his right hand on his left shoulder. He leaned forward and looked at the blonde guy with an expressionless gaze. 

As he opened his eyes to speak, his voice was still calm, but there was suddenly a chilly undertone to it, that caused the group to involuntarily shiver.

"Stand... Up... Before…" At this point, his eyes suddenly lit up, glowing in a golden color. The guy who he was leaning on suddenly cried out as the sound of bones crushing could be heard from his direction. He suddenly fell on his knees, grabbing his crushed left shoulder, sobbing miserably unable to endure the pain. Ignoring his cry, Aiden simply placed his palm on the desk continuing with his threat. "...Before… I kill you all." With that said, the light from his eyes faded, returning to their original state.

The group could only stare at the boy with shocked expressions at this sudden turn of events. Even the blonde man couldn't believe their eyes. What just happened?

Still, he couldn't accept the fact that his group wouldn't be able to handle just one boy, even if he was stronger than they originally expected. After the momentary shock, he came back to his senses and turned towards his blonde musclehead lackey and snorted loudly. 

"Don't just stand there like an idiot, go deal with him! You two Ben! Crush him to pieces, don't worry about the consequences!" He yelled out angrily.

His words managed to wake the group from their shocked state. The shock quickly vanished from their faces, the previous menacing glare returned as they eyed this newcomer as if he was already dead prey. 

"Sure, boss." Ben, the bald musclehead nodded with a cruel grin and jumped up from his seat. Cracking his knuckles, he slowly approached the youngster, the rest of the group slowly following suit. A few of them were already reaching for the handle of their weapons, as they eyed the golden-eyed boy from the top to the bottom.

"Boy, you may have some flashy tricks, but that doesn't matter against pure unconstrained strength. You have angered the wrong crowd today, you can only curse at your own misfortune!" Ben growled cruelly as he closed in on the boy.

"Don't worry, I will make sure to keep your girlfriend company all night and make sure to teach her how to behave! Her life's new goal will be to please me and my friends! AHAHAHA!" The blonde guy gloated, looking forward to Aiden's misfortune already. 

His cheery mood however soured after he glanced at the boy and saw his still cool and collected face. He seemed to be unperturbed despite everything, not putting his group and even him in his eyes.

This made him frown, and inwardly question if they have maybe made a mistake. Unfortunately, he couldn't back out now. Gritting his teeth, he angrily yelled out once more, giving the command to the upcoming spectacle.

"GO, KILL HIM!"

Ben's giant fists were already raised in the air, and with his command, he abruptly swung both his fists in a downward arc in an attempt to smash the youth's head to bits and pieces.

While it seemed that the boy didn't pay any attention to him, midway through the swing, he suddenly felt a jolt of pain spreading through from the surface of his chest, rapidly spreading through his insides. The searing pain quickly followed suit, his nerves working in overtime to deliver the message about the abrupt hit he received. 

His swing halted mid-air, as he was flung back like a helpless doll a moment later, crashing against a neighboring table. 

Thanks to his heightened physique, however, he didn't lose consciousness. The heat in his chest however was unbearable, he quickly grabbed his crushed torso. Feeling as several of his ribs were crushed to splinters, he cried out, unable to swallow the pain.

"Aaaaargh! You motherfu-" He couldn't finish his words, as feet abruptly clouded his vision, as it rapidly came down, colliding with his face. A similarly sized large bearded, rough-looking fella sprung up from his chair, sending another kick towards the crying baldie. 

"Fucker, what the hell are you doing ruining my dinner!" He kept sending kicks at the baldie's face.

Meanwhile, the rest was already up in arms, with their short swords and daggers in hand as they swung towards the unarmed youngster.

Aiden agilely leaned to the side, evading two blades. Grabbing the wrists of attackers, the sound of crushing could be heard, followed by painful bellows as two more fell to the ground, desperately holding on to their broken limbs.

A second later, another man was sent flying by another invisible palm, crushing against yet another table a few tables away and angering another party who then went down on beating the already semi-unconscious man to a pulp.

Once the last guy was sent flying, crushing two tables in the process, and angering more people in the process, only the blondie was left as he looked at the wild youngster with wide eyes. He couldn't believe what just happened. His whole group was sent flying or disabled in a manner of seconds. Even the big Ben, the main pillar of his group, was nothing in front of this youth! 

Fear finally settled in his eyes, he sprung up from his seat and took a few steps back as he looked at the still calm youngster with terror in his eyes.

He was unable to keep his cool anymore and kept backing away as he yelled out with fear.

"S-s-stay away from me you… m-monster! Don't come any closer to me…"

His voice trailed off in the end as he hit some solid surface with his back. Feeling a shadow looming over his head made him feel uncomfortable. Looking up, he gulped loudly as the object he unintentionally hit wasn't a solid surface but the back of the large rough, bearded man who kept kicking the now unconscious baldie. 

Turning around the bearded guy snickered angrily at the blondie as his fist immediately swung through the air as he turned around to face the next 'combatant'.

"You came to save your friend huh? Taste my fist then!" 

Before he could react, the blondie was sent flying once more crashing into a table. Another group stood up, and while two 'dealt' with the semi-unconscious and unfortunate blonde man, the other two looked at the bearded guy. Cracking their knuckles, they yelled out.

"You want a brawl, you big oaf?! We will give you one!" With that, they charged towards him with a loud battle shout...

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