Safa's eyes were locked onto the crystals held in Gren's hand. Noticing what she was looking at, he quickly closed his fist.
"These are mine!" Gren declared immediately, a big smile on his face.
She started to shake her head frantically upon hearing this. She remembered her brother's words well. Only she knew about the crystals, and if they were to go missing, then how would she explain what happened? All of the blame would be on her, and the relationship between the two of them would be broken.
In a desperate attempt, with all the thoughts filling her head, she charged forward, aiming to snatch them out of Gren's hand.
"Idiot," Gren said, as he pulled his hand away, and with his other hand, he made a fist, hitting her right on the side of her head. It was a solid hit that forced her whole body and head to hit the side of the wall.
Going to the door, Gren slid it shut in case anyone walked by. "Did you really think I wouldn't hit you? I've been waiting to do that all day."
Surprisingly, though, when Gren turned back around, Safa was already up on her feet, and had grabbed Gren by the neck. The two fell to the ground, and now she was trying to pry his hands open to get the crystals.
It wasn't a display between two martial artists; Safa didn't know much to begin with. It was a desperate attempt from her to do whatever she could to get those crystals out of Gren's hand.
It was almost impossible; using all her strength, she couldn't open any of his fingers. So, opening her mouth, she then bit down hard on the side of his forearm. The teeth sank in, and she tasted the slight tang of iron in her mouth.
"You dirty witch!" Out of sheer anger, Gren threw a fist, hitting her on the side of her rib. A great pain surged through Safa's body as she opened her mouth, but the hits didn't stop there. He continued to punch her on her side again and again, until a cracking sound was heard.
It was clear that her rib had now broken, and she completely let go of Gren, rolling on the floor, holding her side. A wheezing fit started as she made soft noises from her mouth.
"Did you think I wouldn't go this far or something?" Gren asked, getting up to his feet and walking toward her. He then lifted her up by pulling her hair so he could get a look at her face. He placed the crystals in his pocket and, lifting his hand up, he swung his hand with an open palm and gave her a big slap right across her cheek, sending almost a small shockwave in the room; it was so loud.
For a moment, Safa felt like she was going to pass out.
"Did you think you had the protection of Mr. Kron? From the look you had on your face, you knew these crystals were here, but you have no idea of their worth," Gren explained.
"With these, it doesn't matter if Mr. Kron kicks me out. Heck, I'll leave this place myself. All I have to do is hand one of these crystals to a clan, and they would happily accept me, and as a disciple no less. I can start to learn real martial arts, and not this second-hand fake nonsense."
Gren then made a fist, pulling it back. "So you see, it doesn't matter what I do to you now, there is no one that can save you. You should have known your place... you are nothing in this world."
The fist was thrown out and landed square right on her nose and mouth. The punch hit so hard that her lip had ripped into her teeth, and her head swung back, banging against the floor.
Blood started to spill from her mouth, and she just lay there on the ground. "You're lucky I'm not a Pagna warrior yet, an official one anyway. So I would still get into trouble for killing you."
Turning around, Gren was ready to leave the room until he felt something grab his back leg. Looking down, he could see Safa had locked both hands around him. She was holding on as hard as she could.
Those were Raze's crystals; they were his, not Gren's. After hearing how much they were worth and how important they were, how could she let Gren take them? What had Raze been through, what had he done to obtain those things?
She had one job, and that was to look after the crystals. Right now, she didn't care. If her life was taken, she would get those crystals back.
"Are you a masochist or something? Do you enjoy feeling pain?" Gren was grinding his teeth.
His foot lifted up, and he shoved it, hitting her right on the top of the head. The grip from Safa was still strong, so he lifted his foot up and slammed it down, again and again, hitting her on the head.
In the end, he stopped aiming for the head and instead infused Qi into his foot and slammed it down right on her forearm, breaking the bone.
"GHHKKK!" She tried to scream, but it sounded more like a strong whisper coming out from her mouth. No one from outside the room would be able to hear her words, and a few bangs here and there in a room for kids their age wouldn't be a cause for concern for someone to check up on them.
"That was your own fault. I already let you go, and then you went ahead and did that, stupid girl," Gren turned around. His happy mood from finding the crystals was now ruined.
Reaching out, Gren went to slide the door open, but instead, the door slid open by itself from the other side.
Standing by the door was a tall white-haired boy.
"What the f*ck are you doing in my room?" Raze asked.