Loveless continued to ignore the man, even though he clearly heard his sword being unsheathed.
Ever so slowly and gently, he would lean Akeiru up against the tree, as to avoid any strain on her.
Loveless' eyes still crimson would look at Akeiru one more time, but no anger showed. Instead, he cast a soothing and calming spell that would at least alleviate most of Akeiru's pain, and thus allowed her to watch the inevitable fight.
Slowly, Loveless would turn away from Akeiru, almost as if he did so begrudgingly.
As he turned towards the man, the night would begin to grow darker, as if something extremely sinister and evil were consuming the light. His crimson eyes glowed brightly in the darkness, and a slight smile on his face was visible.
Within his mind, endless anger and vengeance surged within, but he remained silent on the outside. Every step closer to the man would cause the darkness surrounding them to slowly grow stronger and thicker. Without warning, Loveless moved, but he moved so violently and quickly towards the man that even with a trained eye, he would not be seen. Already Loveless was holding the man by his neck with one hand, and even as the man kicked and struggled, it was already too late.
At this point, Loveless would either have tortured him to death, or just end it quickly, but Akeiru's words echoed in his mind, the only sane thought around it seemed. 'Don't kill him.' But that was fine as well, for Loveless did not intend to kill him, but rather cripple him for life.
Just as the man began to struggle from the grip on his neck, he would be released and time seemed to flow again, but for Loveless, it was as if time was standing still. Without any hesitation, he would begin the process. First, he would strike the sternum and the throat, instantly shattering it and the ribs as a result of the shock wave from the strike and his neck to torn asunder, let alone his vocal chords and muscles. Next, he would strike his collar bone so hard that even the shoulder blades would fracture all over from the impact, and following that strike he would chop at the sides which would cause his liver to explode and his kidneys to almost disintegrate and his heart be ripped to shreds. A quick strike to the elbows with his knuckles would shatter his elbow, and leave fractures all over his arms. A swift kick to the genitals would guarantee no more future generations, and his pubic bone and hips would be shattered along with a stretched out intestines. His fists now landed on the man's thighs, snapping both his femurs, and almost disintegrating the two separate pieces. A swift chop to the sides of his knees would cause his knee caps to go flying out of his legs and into the trees on opposite sides. Finally, he would once again strike the sternum to slam him down into the ground, creating a large crater in the ground. However, all these actions were done so quickly that anyone would only see the action of his neck being grabbed and then being struck to the ground.
Before the man could die from his wounds, Loveless had already cast a spell that kept the body alive, despite the lack of functioning organs in the man's body. He could no longer die unless the spell was cast off of him, and as far as Loveless was concerned, this man could have the spell active for the rest of eternity.
He would walk over to Akeiru, his eyes now fading back to the usual stormy grey but still retaining a hint of crimson from before. He would brush a stray bit of hair from her face. "Are you feeling alright?"
| Morning | Mid-Day| Evening | Night |