A few people were gathering around as Ronan, Katatrina and Jerod made their way outside.

A broken body, its head smashed in with ichors splatter across the ground. And a body was hanging by the branch.

Ronan ran toward the tree, reaching for his blade as the weapon folded out into a full length sword that cut the rope when he jump up from the trunk.

He watch katatrina run toward the body Jerod following her as Ronan roll on the ground. They set the body down down, ronan slid past them as he put his ear on the boy's chest. He put his hand over the man's mouth, tap his shoulders. Ronan he roll up his sleeve and start pressing against his chest. Ronan saw karatrina kneel to his, her hand under the chin as she lower it and she breathe into the man's mouth.

He kept pressing, counting in his head as he saw Jerod on standby across from him. He point at the body near the tree. Jerod nodded as he went to it.

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"Out of the way..."

Come on wake up. wake up. He kept pressing, then put his head against his chest and continue.

He heart a sigh nearby.

"He's breathing..." katatrina said.

He nodded as he kept pressing. He saw the body chest rise.

Ronan sigh in relief, just as a hand pull him back along with Katatrina.

"Clear the area!" He heard a voice roar as security with silver armor and face masks disperse the crowd.

Ronan growl reacing out or his blade, gripping the hilt tight, but he caught jerod shaking his head as he approach him with several other security guards and students wearing the same white uniform as him.

He sigh, unfolding his sword back into its pocket-knife size and place it in his pocket.