Boooommmm !!!! ...
A loud noise echoed and dust flew around the stalls.
Ruckus trying to calm himself all this time finally snapped after hearing the soldiers curse his general. His tiny bit remaining patience can't take it anymore and without hesitation made his attack. His move calculate and decisive.
He plans to finish them fast so he could report back to their camp before sunset . Ruckus without waiting to the leader's bullshits to be done, raised his one leg and sharply turn 90 degree kicking the bastard's face, sending the young man flying.
He swiftly moved like a ligntning and beat the hell out of him. Just using his bare fist, he repeatedly pummeled the man without giving him any chance to counterattack.
The man tried to shield himself from Ruckus' attack but the attack was too sharp and heavy for him to handle which eventually broke his arms.
Everyone thought that Ruckus would stop the moment he saw the man lost his consciousness but no... Ruckus kept on pummeling the pitiful man, devoid of any opportunity to defend himself. At this moment, everyone thought that this young soldier resembles a devil.
Growing up in the street, Ruckus has a different belief than others. He learned the wicked truth of this life through hard way. He learned that people are merciless to those who aren't capable of fighting back. So instead of being the end recipient of others tyranny, he should rather fight back and die without regrets.
The strong devours the weak. The more you cry, the more you will be bullied and if you decided to do something, end it at once to avoid future troubles. These are the lessons in life that he always keep in mind.
Besides, he has nothing anyways so he much as well do as he wish. To protect those few people who showed kindness to his lonely miserable life.
Recovering from their stupor, the four remaining young men made their move. They tried to take a hold on him, grabbing both of his arms but sensing their intension, Ruckus jump high and made a flip, punching one's face and elbowing the other one. When he landed on his feet, he felt the air near his ear rung, alerted him of an incoming attack.
The fifth man behind him thought that he won't notice his move but he dodge it on time , easily discovering the enemy's trick. Ruckus then elbowed the man's ribs , he grab him high up in the air and threw him hard on the floor . Every bystanders grimace when they heard a few bone cracks, it is as if they were the one being thrown. They sympathize more when they heard the pitiful yet petrified scream of the man.
While Ruckus is beating the last man, the other two men who were defeated a while ago taken advantage of the time to take out a dagger. The two of them attacked at once.
Ruckus battle instincts stirred sensing the incoming danger. He abruptly made a swift turn ,using both hands to catched one of the dagger then pulled it closer to him then twist it, at the same time twisting the hands that holds it. The man whose hand were twisted can't help but let his dagger go and before he could react, a fist landed on his face. He whimpers feeling the gravity of that punch and before he could even punch back, a long powerful leg connected to his ribs followed by an appercut to his face. He tried to stand up again but before he could even stand straight he felt like he was being eyed by a beast, his instinct screams danger. He looks up but before he could react, his own dagger already stabbed deep on his stomach making his vision blurred.This makes him lost his consciousness for good.
Obtaining the dagger, Ruckus used it to ward the other dagger coming to his neck. He evaded another attack then he close their distance with a hand strike. The enemy evaded but Ruckus took this opportunity to viciously stab his opponent. Then he sliced the opponents shoulder without hesitation then stabbed him again after. He made sure that all his enemies were all ruined for good. His eyes cold without any trace of mercy.
Seeing all his comrades defeated on the verge of dying, the remaining man tried to escape, running away as fast as he could. But how can he ecape if his knees are trembling in fear, devoid of any strength to even stand. He can only watch in horror as Ruckus slowly walk to his direction.
Ruckus intends to leave no one unscathed in this battle. He will make sure to teach these haughty bastards a lesson they will never forget. He will destroy them thoroughly to teach them not to distort truths from this day forward. Specially, they must learn not to mess with his general.
He walks slowly, eyes unfeeling while holding the now bloody dagger. His slow movement mades everyone who is watching the scene more terrified.
Step by step, Ruckus is finally standing now in front of the man. He raised his hands and squeezed the man's neck. His grip tightening at every second that passed. He lifted him while still gripping his neck tightly. The man gradually find it hard to breath but as he look at Ruckus eyes, he knew that he won't be spared even if he begs for his life.
The man thought that his life is coming to its end. Even Ruckus knew that any moment, the man will lose his breath but he did not stop.
Everyone thought that the battle is coming to its end and some life might be lost by now. The first man beaten a while ago were punched beyond recognition, the other one have broken limbs and back, the other two lost too much blood by now while the remaining one was being strangle nearing its death but nobody within the bystander dares to help and send these men to the infirmary. They were afraid of getting into trouble if they help them. Even the stall owners seeing their messy and damage stall did not dare to ask for money for replacement or repair.
" Halt ! ," said by an authoritative voice. Hearing this voice made Ruckus stop on his track.