'f.u.c.kers!' They didn't fight like ordinary thugs, and they acted like trained soldiers.

It was like those bandits were trained to deal with inhuman opponent, they aimed at vital points and attacked in great coordination.

Dang! The white-haired boys reflected attack of one of bandits, defending wasn't hard. The problem was counter attack in such situation, and it was complete suppression.

'You want use numbers against me?' It was time to test his fist technique in battle, killing one of bandits will weaken their morale and give him opportunity.

He blocked another attack, and this time he immediately counter-attacked with power fist.

BANG! It was a direct hit in a chest, and he felt like his fist was penetrating the ribs and reached the lungs. It was gruesome sight, his arm pierced man entirely. Blood was sprouting everywhere and other enemies became shocked. Normal humans couldn't do such things, and none of them predicted that this boy was a monster

"GET HIM!" One of them shouted to wake his comrades out of confusion, still it was too late. Aron was already striking another bandit. 

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'Another one bites the dust!' This time he pierced the throats of the man with fingers, man started struggling drowning with his own blood. Aron couldn't stop as there was still four more to kill. 

'My arm hurts…' Strain from power fist was starting to affect his movements, and technique gave him great strength with strong side-effects.

'I can use it. One more time…maximum two more times…'Using it more than this could cause irreversible damage to his arm. The number of enemies was still great, if all of them were on the levels of this six. Others will have problems with dealing with them.

'I cannot allow this to continue. Losing any of my subordinates is unacceptable!' He was still surrounded by four bandits, his oponnents were shaking from fear. 

'Time to finish them off…' The small feint allowed him to attack another bandit with a kick, the man was sent flying. 

The remaining three wanted to buy some time for their comrade, still his plan wasn't to escape. He picked mace from ground and jumped at them.

BANG! Crank! He broke weapon of his opponent and destroyed his skull, another one of the bandits met his end.

The two didn't want to fight him anymore, and they started to run. 

"HAHAHA!" It was perfect chance to finish them off, and boy took out his bow and shot.

"Allow me to grant you a peace!" Aron shot two arrows with great speed, and those people didn't have much chance to escape. He could see them from far, and darkness didn't affect him at all.

There was one of them laying on the grounds unconscious.

'Ohh! Want to sleep? Then never wake up!' A boy crushed his throat using his feet.

'Let's help others!' Using good hearing, he followed to another battle. It was Casper fighting with man with great posture.

Bang! Casper was in bad state, his body had few minor injuries and his breath was unstable. Aron needed to hurry to save him.

"Haha! Your skills became rusty! We all respected you back then! YOU REPAID IT WITH BETRAYAL!" His voice was filled with anger and resentment.

Pant! Pant! Casper had hard time catching his breath. 

"You are wrong, Robert. PANT! I didn't betray anyone… I WAS TIRED OF…" Every clash made him weaker, blocking strong slashes with daggers caused numbness in his arms.

Robert decided to finish this battle, his people needed him and Casper wasn't worth any more time.

"Die, Captain!" Casper wasn't able to block this attack or evade in time. His eyes were filled with sorrow and regret.

"Sorry…I wasn't able to raise our…" His last words were interrupted by arrow piercing through arm of his opponent.

"HOW DARE YOU!" Robert became enraged after this sneak attack.

"Hahaha! Old and stupid. Did I allow you to touch my subordinate?" Aron taunted bandit's boss with loud voice.

"YOU ARE DEAD, KID!" Robert pulled an arrow from his arm and rushed at the boy with wrath on his face. 

Bang! A clash of mace and axe was a great showcase of strength. The problem was their strength was matched. 

'He is strong!' The bandit's boss was able to take hit from him and he didn't show any sign of backing down.

"HAHA! You are quite strong! HOWEVER! IT"S NOT f.u.c.kING ENOUGH TO MESS WITH ME!" Both of them sped up and battle turned into complete gorilla warfare. 

BANG! BANG! PENG! His mace started to show signs of low durability, it was great problem. Summoning new weapon was possible, still he had no weapon with ability to stand against this axe.

'BULLs.h.i.+T! I could create steel…' He was mad at himself because of lack of preparation. 

'Power fist won't handle his strength…' There was still one more skill to use, and it was berserk. Aron was recultant to use this skill as he was losing his reasoning during this state. 

'When I get back to a village… I will create steel weapons, and none will mess with me like this.'Despite of his genius, lack of materials and technology made his progress very slow. 

'I hope others can handle rest of bandits!' The white-haired boy made decision to use his trump card at this moment.

Meanwhile, rest of team teamed up to kill rest of camp. Their battle wasn't easy, still they managed to win without casualties on their side. Roger got slashed with a sword, so Rirak needed to take care of his wounds. They didn't have senses of animals like Aron, so they couldn't find out about Aron's struggle.

First aid was necessary skill on every battlefield, experiencing many wards taught Rirak many skills and tricks. 

The blade missed organs, and still Roger's stomach was open and someone needed to st.i.tch him up. The problem was lack of thread.

"I have solution for you…it's not easy to endure this way though…' Rirak didn't know if it was good idea. The bleeding could be stopped with cauterizing. 

"f.u.c.k! DO WHAT YOU NEED! I NEED TO GET THOSE b.a.s.t.a.r.dS!" Roger's anger was kept him awake, however cauterizing without any painkiller was hard for a patient.

"Don't die! I stop bleeding!" Rirak took one of his daggers and started to heat it with a torch. Roger saw it and knew that process won't be pleasant, yet there was no other choice.