An Extra's POV: My Three Fiancees Hate Me-Chapter 155: Raging Luke

The air got tense seeing what Riven did. Zack got on his feet, he used the back of his hand to wipe the blood from his broken lip.

The anger on his face was visible for all to see. "What the hell was that for? Give me a good reason or I’ll make sure you regret it," he spat out.

"Make me regret it?" Riven asked, his tone dripping with mockery. He took a few steps forward. "I dare you to do anything," Riven said.

Zack bit his lip in anger. He looked at Class A and saw their cold eyes on him, then he looked at Class C. They were also waiting for things to escalate again. Zack knew that Class C was going to help Class A, and as for the rest, they wouldn’t even get up.

"You allowed your class to insult our classmates that died?" Riven asked. Zack finally understood what this was about. He gritted his teeth. "It wasn’t about your cla—"

Riven grabbed his neck as he began speaking. "What the hell did you just say?" Riven roared. His bloodlust spilled out of his body, scaring everyone around him. They subconsciously took steps back.

"Those classmates died fighting, fighting against demonized monsters they had never seen before. They had families they all wanted to protect. They all wanted to leave, and their life was snatched from them.

And your class feels that was something they could joke about? Class D lost some classmates as well, and so did Class E.

So are you going to insult all of them as well?" Riven asked. His words incited rage and anger from the other classes. Before, it had nothing to do with them, but now that Riven said that, it did.

And Zack knew that. He could feel the change. Everyone was looking at him, and their disdain was evident.

"Was this your plan? Incite everyone against us?" Zack asked.

Riven frowned. "That’s what you think this is? That I want to turn everyone against you? You insulted people that died, and you believe I’m inciting people against you.

For what exactly? Why would I incite anyone against you? Give me a good reason," Riven said.

Zack frowned. He looked at Jake, and despite being bigger, he felt like he was being looked down on and controlled by Riven.

"You want to incite them to stand against us and make sure that everyone is willing to take us down," Zack said.

"It’s funny you think we need the other classes to take you down. I’ll advise you to watch your back when we touch the ground," Riven said and turned to leave.

Zack raged. He pulled out a sword and attacked Riven from behind.

"Stupid," Riven said. The sword cut through him, but it was an afterimage. He moved so fast that Zack couldn’t even react. His fist dug into Zack’s stomach; he arched upward, coughing out a mouthful of blood.

He collapsed to the ground in his own blood. Riven looked at him, disdain written all over his face. He looked up at Class B and spoke to them.

"Your leader just brought you into a war with me and your class," Riven said and walked away. His words hit hard because a war against him was a war against Class A, and the timing could not be any worse because the competition they were headed for was the perfect location and time for the war to happen.

None of them had the faith that they could defeat Class A. These were the elites of the elites, the best of the Vermilion Royal Academy, and after the attack on the academy where people like Riven were killing demonized alone, they knew that Class A was beyond their reach.

"You handled it good," Robert said to Riven as he walked past. Riven gave a nod and kept walking. He glanced at Lance. Lance had a frown on his face; he looked away immediately when his gaze met with Riven.

Riven walked back to the wall and sat down. He leaned on it and allowed his head to lean back as well.

He closed his eyes and slowly drifted off to sleep, not worrying himself about what was happening in the cabin anymore.

[...]

Arghhhhhhhh!

People ran in different directions, fear written all across their faces. They ran until they got to some Royal Guards who had come in response to the panic that was happening in the particular area.

"What is happening?" one of the guards grabbed a running man and asked. The man was shaken from fear, his body trembled as he pointed in one direction.

The Royal Guards looked in the direction and saw more people running. And behind them all was Luke, his face twisted into a maniacal smile, tendrils extending from his back and grabbing them, pulling them in and sucking the life out of them, then throwing their bodies away.

His skin had turned pale as paper and skinny, despite all he consumed. And with everyone he consumed, his power increased.

"What in the world is that?" the Royal Guard asked. He saw how Luke carried people, and fear immediately filled his heart. But he was trained to be brave. He pulled out his sword without hesitation.

He turned to look at one of the guards. "Go and report this. It’s something serious. It might be from the demons as well. Get as many men as you can to take down this creature. We here will hold it back."

The guard nodded and ran away, headed to get backup.

Luke looked in the direction of the Royal Guards, a cynical smile formed on his face. "Seems I have pulled attention. Doesn’t matter. I’m untouchable. I’ll destroy all of you," Luke said. He raised his hands into the air, and a massive black fireball formed in his hand, the size of a human.

The guards saw the flames, and immediately their hearts sunk. "What... what in God’s name is that?" one said in fear and shock.

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