Owen felt embarrassed as if he was getting praised he lightly scratched the side of his chin to alleviate some of his embarrassment. Rauf sat and felt like he wanted to find a trunk to kick around again . As to why he wouldn’t kick anything in the hall, well the food was good so that wasn’t option. Hitting the ladies? Rauf would never take his anger out on women. Attack the other Pathwalkers, with the current desire raising at an alarming rate if Rauf caused anyone to become angry they would definitely fight him to the death.
As such he was left with no way to release his built up anger and could only start to breathe with ‘wooo saaa wooo saaah’ sound effects. This only lasted until the first person finally started to show side effects of the Essence flowing through their body.
Both Rauf and Owen turned serious and faced towards the frail looking man that could be seen as the definition of poverty. The man rushed over to one of the female Keepers and grabbed onto her seductive body letting his hands roam all over her curves and taking great care around the bosom. The seductress didn’t mind and continued to let him touch her. This only caused the man’s desire to increase another fold as her roared in happiness.
“Haha! I have been a slave for my whole life! But now I’ll finally get to have a beautiful woman as I please!”
However the moment he said these words a single cow tattoo appeared on his arm. His eyes filled with lust as he didn’t even notice the tattoo suddenly appear. However the female Keeper did and the moment she saw this, her attitude towards the man completely changed and she threw him off. She threw him so hard that he landed into another pile of men that were happily indulging in the wonderful food that was provided.
Bang!
“You Bitch! How dare you throw me around?!”
The frail man spoke up and his lust was soon mixed with rage. Although the Lust tattoo appeared that didn’t mean that his lust disappeared it only meant that he would forever be impotent. Owen was watching this scene and noticed the black spots were becoming larger and thicker within the man’s body. But that wasn’t the only change that occurred at this moment.
The men that were previously eating were now angered as well. Although they hadn’t gone over the limit with their gluttonous stomachs their rage started to appear within their hearts as the grabbed the frail looking man. In return the frail man immediately attacked the short fat man who grabbed onto him!
“He’s already lost. Most likely that group of men will be as well.”
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Owen spoke out softly, enough for only Rauf beside him to hear. Rauf responded with a nod. He was curious about the sins, even if they didn’t affect him up till this point most people have only met Ferals. They had yet to meet other Sinners.
Boom!
The short fat man was launched back, although the group of men were stunned one of the short man’s friends responded the moment the short fat man was knocked back. The group of men rushed over to the fat short man and looked at his injuries. Many of his ribs were broken and blood was leaking through his nose.
Their rage manifested within their eyes as they slowly turned crimson. With the help of the Essence increasing their desires and affecting their emotions, the group of men weren’t able to hold back their anger. They roared with cursing at the frail man. At this point the frail man turned and directed his increasing anger towards the group of men.
“That bastard dared to touch me. He got what he deserved don’t you think?”
His eyes were already bloodshot red and just then another symbol appeared on his forearm. This time it was in the form of a bear. As for the group of men they couldn’t take it anymore.
“You were just a slave how dare you hurt one of my men!”
The more elegant of the men stepped forward and raged at the frail man. The elegant man’s eyes also turned red. Although they were his subordinates, they were closer than blood. As such all their eyes followed their leaders turning red. Tattoos appeared on each and everyone one of their arms. They had lost all reason, and now they had lost their minds as they felt the rage explode. But the moment their tattoos appeared it wasn’t each other that they directed their rage towards it was in fact to the nearest Pathwalkers.
At this moment mayhem had already erupted in the entire hall. Although the frail man’s lust was the first thing to happen. Some time still passed after the fight between him and the group had happened and during this time many of the other Pathwalkers had tattoos of pigs, cows, bears and dogs appear around. Slaves were envious of nobles from their lifetime of slavery. Nobles were prideful and contained lust that knew no bounds. The fat crazily ate all the food in front of them. Slaves started to attack nobles while they were caressing the bodies of the Keepers. Fights broke out left and right and Owen and Rauf frowned as they started to back away in hopes that they wouldn’t get involved.