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The combat class had lasted a total of two hours, and during that time, Silas had lost ten soul points. Each time his soul points dropped, Silas felt his whole body grow sluggish while all of his senses heightened at the same time.

As he glanced at the people around him, he could see the glowing aura of their souls radiating from their bodies, and the sight was irresistibly alluring to him. All he could think about was reaching out to grab them and consume every single soul inhabiting their bodies.

However, he couldn\'t simply attack someone at random without risking getting caught and locked up behind the cold, jingling bars. Thus, he had no choice but to control his urges. Although it became increasingly difficult to restrain himself as the hours wore on, he was forced to try his best.

Silas exited the dojo with his face drained of color, pale and glistening with sweat, as he began to make his way down the hallway.

The hallway was packed with students also exiting their combat classes, all of them heading towards the cafeteria for dinner. Anyone who happened to catch a glimpse of Silas stared at him in confusion, noticing how unnaturally pale his face had become.

Silas finally reached the cafeteria, and he stood at the entrance, scanning the entire room carefully. His eyes darted around, seeking out a specific group of people.

"Where the hell are they?" Silas wondered to himself after thoroughly surveying the area but still failing to locate Caleb and his minions.

He frowned deeply before turning around and staggering away, determined to go find them elsewhere. If he stayed in the cafeteria any longer, he feared he might lose control and attack someone on impulse.

Silas stepped through the main exit doors, emerging into the expansive compound of the academy. He glanced around briefly before heading towards the backyard.

As Silas walked, he suddenly heard footsteps behind him, which caused him to pause and slowly turn around. When he did, there was no one in sight. With a slight frown, he continued walking.

"Hmm..." he mused, hearing the footsteps again. This time, when he turned around, he was met with the sight of a blade hurtling towards him with brutal speed. His reflexes kicked in immediately, and he stretched out his right hand, stopping the blade mid-air.

Silas\'s eyes locked onto the person wielding the weapon, and he instantly recognized him.

"Finally. I\'ve been expecting you," Silas thought, a sinister smirk spreading across his face.

The attacker was Carlos, Sammy\'s twin brother, and another one of Caleb\'s notorious minions.

As Carlos\'s blade remained suspended in mid-air by Silas\'s grasp, a chill ran down his spine. He was utterly shocked that a so-called weakling like Silas could react so quickly, especially when seemingly caught off guard.

Carlos tightened his grip on the hilt of his blade and began to pull it free from Silas\'s hand. Blood began to drip from Silas\'s palm as the blade slid through it, so Silas released the weapon, causing Carlos to stumble backward.

Carlos quickly regained his composure, and without hesitation, he charged forward once more, his gaze locked intently on Silas. With a powerful swing, he aimed to sever Silas\'s head from his neck.

However, before the strike could connect, Silas sidestepped with grace, dodging the attack by a hair\'s breadth. Carlos quickly pulled his arm back and swung his blade once again.

The blade cut through the air with brutal force, and just as it neared Silas, he swerved aside, dodging the strike effortlessly. Silas immediately countered with a punch of his own.

**BAM!**

His fist slammed heavily into Carlos\'s right side, and the sickening sound of bones cracking echoed throughout the area.

"What the...!" Carlos gritted his teeth as pain erupted from his ribs, which had shattered upon impact. He was forced to leap several meters backward to recover and regain his composure.

"Sammy wasn\'t exaggerating... this bastard is something else," Carlos thought internally, his gaze fixed on Silas, who stood a few meters away, his expression cold and menacing.

"Hurry up and get here! I don\'t think I can last much longer!" Carlos thought, dropping his blade and thrusting both arms forward, his palms open wide.

Suddenly, a long, sharp spike made entirely of ice shot forward like a missile, speeding towards Silas at an incredible pace. Silas\'s eyes widened slightly as he spotted the spike, but he remained completely unfazed.

**SSSHHHHH!!!**

The ice spike tore through the air, and when it was just a few meters away, Silas leaned back, bending until his body was almost parallel with the floor, narrowly avoiding the icy projectile.

After successfully dodging the attack, Silas straightened up and began dashing forward, his fists clenched tightly in preparation.

"SILAS! DIE!" Carlos bellowed as he threw his hands forward again, releasing three more long spikes of ice.

Silas continued charging forward, his expression calm and focused. The first spike came at him, but Silas sidestepped, allowing it to pass harmlessly beside him. The second spike closed in fast, but Silas ducked low, letting it fly over him.

He rose back to his feet and resumed his advance. The third spike was only a few meters away when Silas stretched out his right hand and caught it mid-flight.

He gripped the cold spike tightly, pulled his arm back, and hurled it with all his strength.

**SWEEEEVVV!**

The ice spike soared through the air with deadly accuracy, and before Carlos had time to react, it pierced him directly in the stomach, the force driving him several steps backward.

Carlos let out a pained groan, his hands instinctively clutching the spike as he tried to pull it out. But before he could manage to do so, Silas was upon him, pinning him firmly against the wall with a cold, merciless stare.

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