Rescue

"Blood! Blood!" The student with glowing crimson-red eyes cried out in excitement as she held Muna's face within her grasp.

"Leave me!" Muna tried to yell.

"No, I am going to eat you!" The girl said. "No one is going to save you right now because I cast a spell around this building. No one can hear us, hahaha," she added and began to laugh.

'I am so useless,' Muna thought with a hopeless and sad look on her face. Now, she was beginning to see sense in what Arsenal told her about being weak. 'If I can survive this, I swear to get stronger,' she resolved within herself.

"Hey, look at me," the student said and turned her face to meet hers. "You've got such a beautiful face, what if I claw?" She asked and before Muna could react, the girl had already clawed her with her sharp nails.

Muna let out a painful cry as the wound was somewhat deep. Blood oozed out and the student brought out her tongue and licked the blood.

"Tastes nice," she moaned and bent her face again to lick the blood. But just before she could do that, someone forcefully broke into the library.

Without warning, Arsenal charged forward, his rage and possessiveness boiling over. The student, still smirking, didn't stand a chance. Arsenal grasped her skull in his hand, his grip like a vice. The student's eyes widened in shock as he squeezed, his anger and strength crushing her head with merciless force. The sound of shattering bone and crunching flesh filled the air, a gruesome symphony that echoed through the space. The commotion caused many people to gather in the library, both students and teachers alike.

Seeing the gruesome sight, they were shocked.

The student's body crumpled, her head now a twisted, grotesque parody of its former shape. Arsenal stood panting, his chest heaving with fury, his eyes blazing with a fierce, primal intensity.

Muna, still wounded, looked on in a mix of awe and fear, recognizing the unbridled power and ferocity that he possessed.

At that moment, Arsenal was a force of nature, unstoppable and unyielding, driven by a fierce determination to protect Muna.

Just then, the Dean ran into the library and came face to face with Arsenal.

"It has not been up to twenty-four hours and yet she has been attacked already? What the hell is wrong with all of you!" Arsenal yelled, his voice booming with anger, pain, and authority.

Even the Dean with all his powers trembled as Arsenal released his killing intent on everyone around. The ordinary students failed to withstand his aura and they ended up falling to their knees.

"Please, let me explain but first, let go of your anger. These students don't know anything about this," the Dean pleaded while sweating profusely. 'How come he suddenly became so strong after just a few hours we met?' He wondered in himself.

Arsenal didn't want to listen to him, he had no reason to do so. Since they all failed to protect Muna, why should he show mercy to them?

"Mas— Arsenal, I am fine," Muna weakly said and got up to her feet. She wasn't sure if calling him by his name would warrant any punishment but she was willing to give it a go.

Arsenal on his part didn't really care about what she called him. He was more concerned about her wellbeing and seeing the mark on her beautiful face, his inner demons groaned in anger. He clenched his fists and released more of his killing intent, now, the Dean was almost at his knees if not for Muna who intervened.

"Arsenal, stop it!" She said. This time, it was more of an order than a plea, and when Arsenal looked at her face and saw that she was angry, he abruptly stopped and everyone in the library breathed out a sigh of relief.

"Thank you," the Dean said to Muna who didn't reply.

"Start explaining!" Arsenal demanded.

"She is indeed one of my students," the Dean said, staring at the dead girl. "But unfortunately, she was possessed by some demons. This led to her rampant state and unfortunately, she attacked this innocent girl."

"Are there demons in this place?" Arsenal asked the Dean after his explanation.

"There aren't supposed to be any demons here but after this incident, I have no choice but to believe that there are indeed demons in our midst," he replied.

'If there are demons in this place, I can make use of them,' Arsenal began to think to himself. 'With their help, I might gain some useful information about the other demons and matters concerning them.'

"Are you going to help us?" The Dean asked him as he saw that he was thinking about something.

"Your problems aren't any of my concern but because it involves the safety of my loved one, I will do it," Arsenal replied and this made the Dean smile.

"Thank you, thank you so much!" He said to Arsenal.

"Everyone should leave! I need time with her," Arsenal said to him, and the Dean, of course, nodded his head and told everyone to leave the place.

When they were all gone, Arsenal drew Muna close to him and cupped her face in his hand. Taking a closer look at the wound, he hissed like a snake and rubbed his hand over it.

Afterward, Muna touched the place and saw that the wound was gone.

"Thank you," she said, more like a whispering. She then lowered her head because she was ashamed of herself.

"Look at me," he demanded and raised her face to meet his. "Whenever you are with me, don't lower your head, okay?" He said and she nodded her head. "Good," he muttered and smiled faintly.

Muna wanted to ask him how he knew that she was in trouble but couldn't so she asked him another question.

"How did you get stronger?"

"It's a miracle," he replied and turned to the body of the dead demon girl. "Her demonic core is still alive, I need it," he said and stretched out his hand toward the body.

A purple round orb floated out of the body and went to him, he grabbed it and examined it before placing it in his chest.

"What are you doing?" Muna asked him.

"It will help me during cultivation," he replied and the demonic core vanished.

"Oh," she muttered and he smiled and faced her again. "See, from now on, I can't promise that I'll be saving you each time you get into trouble," he suddenly told her and her face changed.

"Why?" She asked him.

"I will focus on getting stronger and gathering forces around me. I need servants who will be helping me and I can't do that and be saving you at the same time," he replied and she fell silent.

"Hello, I can help you!" Someone said from outside and when they turned around, they saw a boy there.

"Davis?" Muna asked with a bewildered look on her face.

The boy rushed over to them and knelt before Arsenal.

"Take me, I want to become your servant. I am willing to do anything for you," Davis said to Arsenal.