Raghnall's shout was filled with a complex mix of emotions.

Shock, fear, nervousness, and fury.

In fact, he actually didn't know what he should feel.

He was certainly shocked with what he just saw. But he was also afraid of how wild and unpredictable Inna was acting right now. But despite of his fear, he was still nervous for her and the possible consequences of her outburst to the school. And, at the same time, he can't help but be a bit furious at those girls for what they did. He didn't know the whole story but he could guess from the bits and pieces he heard from their conversation that it was about Inna getting picked. Knowing the att.i.tude of these students, they probably tried bullying her because they thought she was weak and wouldn't possibly fight back.

But sadly for them, she fought back fiercely.

Yet although he knew that he should be relieved that she's fighting back, the strength she's using to do so is too much for her frail and weak opponent. He had no choice but to stop her because if she landed that hit, she probably will be expelled. Or worse, be held under trial and killed for murdering a n.o.blewoman. The list of possible punishments he can think of were all grave and life-threatening that he can't help but be worried.

Thank G.o.d he arrived in time.

When Inna heard his voice, the coldness in her body slowly disappeared. She silently let go of the girl's wrist as she tried to take her hand away from Raghnall. Then, she blinked a few times before trying to see if she can now control her body. She felt like her whole body was now numb and it began to have this itchy and p.r.i.c.kly sensations that she really hated. Because of the numbness, she wasn't sure if she truly has full control of her body so she decided that some yoga stretches and poses were the best way for her to make sure.

So, under the curious gazes of everyone around her, she took a few steps back before trying to do the standing splits. Then she did a crescent lung pose, the Utthita Parsvakonasana, and then the Malasana pose. Then, she did the Crane, the Firefly, and then to finish, the Standing Scorpion pose which is her favorite.

After finis.h.i.+ng up the yoga stretches, she finally felt in control of her body again. The p.r.i.c.kly sensations were now gone and she can feel that familiar warmth in her body. And she was quite surprised to see that the elasticity of the robes she had was able to withstand her complicated poses. She was so focused on getting rid of the numbness that it never occurred to her that it might possibly rip halfway.

In fact, she was so focused that she didn't even notice the weird stares she received from the students.

Speaking of the students, right now, they were all rooted to the spot, looking at her with incredulous stares.

Everyone was speechless at what they just saw.

On one second, this trash became a violent woman who could crush bones with a single twist of her hand.

And on another second, she began to do weird poses in front of them like a possessed person.

They all looked at one another in confusion.

Why did she suddenly do that?

From fighting to….. Posing?

What?

They can no longer understand what was happening!

Inna, oblivious to their stares, looked at the girl in front of her, only to see her on the floor in a crying mess. Her tears flowed endlessly and her snot dripped down her nose. But she didn't seem to notice them as she sobbed loudly and inelegantly.

She actually looked quite pitiful with her body curled up while she clutched her arm in pain. The girls hiding behind her now had fear shown in their faces as they went to this other woman for protection.

The more Inna looked at them, the more she felt an odd sense of satisfaction in her heart.

When you pick a fight, you should better get ready to get hurt as well.

And after seeing the sobbing girl's arm bent in an awkward angle, it finally dawned in Inna what she did.

The girl was supposed to slap her, but like a bada.s.s, she totally smashed her!

She actually grabbed her arm and broke it!

In a single twist of her hand!

She mentally patted her back for a job well-done.

Well, it could've been much better if she was able to slap that girl back.

She wanted to give her a taste of her own medicine.

But it seems that some a.s.shole interrupted them.

She looked at this 'a.s.shole' with confusion and annoyance in her glare.

"Why'd you stop me?"

Raghnall swallowed nervously as he shakily combed his hair with his hand. It was a habit he does when he's nervous or terrified.

But now, it's probably because of both.

"I…. I had to. Yo-you're hand…"

Raghnall breathed in and tried to hide his anxiousness.

"The f-force you used when you tried to slap her was enough to break her neck into two. Maybe even enough to decapitate her! Learn to control your strength first before you start hitting people, Ninny."

Raghnall sighed as he tried to relax.

The hand that he used to grab her wrist was in reality actually really sore. And aside from that, it was also shaking uncontrollably. He tried clenching his hand to hide it but it still didn't stop his hand's shaking. His hand probably was only barely able to endure the force and momentum from her arm's force.

To stop her, he had to hurriedly cast a high rank strength and speed enhancement spell on his hand to make it st.u.r.dy and fast enough to actually stop her hand before it can hit. But having to cast it in a hurry, the spells were unstable and to his surprise, they were actually shattered by Inna's force alone. The recoil from the instability, the forceful shattering of his spells, and the strong force from Inna's swinging hand was all absorbed by his hand's muscles. This resulted to him unable to stop its shaking and the soreness of the muscles.

Also, with having to do five high ranked spells in a span of just a few minutes, he began to be mentally tired as well. For now, he simply wanted to resolve this matter quickly, relax, and eat lunch peacefully.

"My slap can decapitate her? That's so cool."

Inna grinned widely at her hand in amazement while the students behind her all gasped in horror.

What did she just say?!

It was 'cool'?!

Decapitating someone with a slap is COOL?!

Then the students looked at one another in anger. They were so angry that they almost voiced out their thoughts.

Who said this trash is weak?!

No--Who said she was 'trash' in the first place?!

They will surely skin that lying person alive!!

That girl-- no, that DEMON there is NOT tras.h.!.+

She's a psychopath!

A wolf in sheep's clothing!