Ning sat in the room with a frown on his face, waiting for the rest of the people to come in.
"Don't even think about summoning. The moment I get a hint of power from you, you will die," Ning threatened the man.
The man's eyes went wide with fear as he was just about to do exactly that. He controlled his spiritual energy and didn't use it at all as he quietly watched the spearhead that was red with blood. Some his own, some from Sarene.
They waited for a while as people started pouring in.
"What the hell, Klaus? I was just starting to have fun. Do you know how hard it is to get it up at this age?" An old man walked in wearing nothing but a bathrobe.
Another woman yawned as she entered the room. "I was having the best dream I had in a long time. Why was I called?" she asked.
"What's the emergency? Did someone fail their task? Do we need to let someone else take care of them?" another man walked in asking many questions.
Slowly the people poured into the room. Every single one of them had hair full of yellow or green color, making them some of the strongest people Ning had seen in a while.
The 11th person finally entered the room. He looked around and saw an empty seat next to the old man in the bathrobe. However, it seemed that he didn't like this man at all.
So, he instead looked for other places to seat in.
"Oi kid, leave," he said as he stood next to Ning with his hulking figure.
"There's an empty seat right there. You can go there," Ning said.
"Hahaha! This one's got quite the tongue in him. I wonder what it would feel when he uses it on m—"
The spear went through the man's skull before he could finish his words.
The people around the room suddenly got up from their chairs and walked back in fear.
"What the hell?"
"Who is this kid?"
"An assassin?"
They all questioned amongst themselves when they saw him.
Ning pulled back the spear as it brought along with it blood, viscera, and brain matter from the man's skull. The man flopped onto the table with his eye wide open, dripping with bloody tears.
Ning grabbed the man by his shirt and threw him into the empty chair in front of him. A piece of the man's cloth tore itself due to Ning's force which he used to wipe away the blood that was on the table in front of Ning.
"Now that we are all here, we may begin," Ning said to them.
"Klaus? What the hell is going on?" one of the men shouted in fear.
"I… I don't know. I was forced to call an emergency meeting," the man that had brought Ning here spoke.
The other 10 men and women looked around in fear and confusion when one of them finally realized someone was missing.
"Where's Sarene?" he asked.
"Dead, just like you will be if you don't sit down," Ning said.
"Just because you ki—"
Ning threw his spear directly into the man's skull, exploding it into many pieces. The spear that left his hand was now akin to a cannonball because of how strong he was.
Ning put his arm up and the spear flew back into his arm.
Of the original 13 figures that ran the Shadow's Anarchy, only 10 remained.
"If you don't want to die right now, don't do anything stupid and sit down," Ning said to the remaining men and women.
The old men and women looked around before slowly getting back onto their seats, ignoring with all their life the bloody smell that was starting to come from the two dead bodies next to them.
"Who-who are you?" one of the women asked.
"I ask the questions here," Ning said while glaring back at everyone. The group feared for their life and quickly nodded.
"Now, which one of you scumbags approved the murder of a young man that wasn't even 15 years old?" Ning asked.
"What?" a few of them looked confused.
However, one of the man-woman there took a deep breath when she realized what he was talking about.
Ning's eyes moved and he stared at her now. "It was you, wasn't it?" he asked.
"Wh-which 15-year-old?" she asked with fear audible in her voice.
"The prince of Yorshan. Did you accept the assassination request?" Ning asked.
"I… I did," the woman said.
"Do you have papers or records on the transaction that happened?" Ning asked.
"Y-yes I do," she said, not daring to lie even a little bit.
"Give me the record," Ning said.
"O-okay," the woman said. "But-but it's in my room, it's…"
Before the woman could finish her words, Ning teleported out and teleported back into the room.
Only this time he had a stack of paper in his hand.
He thumped it on the table in front of the woman and asked, "Which one is it? Pick it out, quickly."
"Ye-yes," the woman said and started flipping through the pages.
Ning and the rest of the people watched her flip through the paper, and Klaus realized that Ning was distracted at the moment.
This was his moment.
He acted like he was looking at the woman too, but instead, he was already reaching for the beast that he would always ask for powers from.
At this point, they had a certain friendly bond between them that made the beast never want to reject his offer.
Given the situation, Klaus was very generous with his offer. The beast was surprised when he heard the new offer and was quite happy with it.
As such, the power that Klaus got was far better than anything he had received before.
Klaus's hair turned from green to blue, something everyone would be jealous of. At the same time, the skills of a shadow beast went into him and he did not hesitate to use them.
When no one was looking at him, Klaus used the shadow around him and vanished.
