Brushing off the dirt from his clothing, Raze noticed that his body was a bit sore. His arms were hurting the most, from the pain that Von had dealt him by stepping on them, but there were no broken bones.

The most pain that had been inflicted on him was to his core, the Qi in his body, Raze could feel that it was disrupted from the strike.

'Is that something Pagna warriors can do. I guess there might be a way to stabilize this a bit.' Raze thought.

While walking on his way back slowly, Raze was breathing in slowly, trying to focus on the main points of the technique that he had learned. He could feel the Qi in his body stabilizing and the energy was spreading out to his muscles making them feel better as well.

'This Qi and body of a martial artist is an impressive thing. I wonder if this is how Safa was also able to heal quicker than normal as well.' Raze touched his nose that was sore. The flesh wounds, these were things that he wouldn't be able to heal and Kron would ask questions about it.

'He might even panic seeing me in this state wondering if someone was sent to attack me. I guess I'll just have to deal with that.' Raze started to smile, because he was just imagining what would be happening to the special Von tonight.

'I gave you a chance.' Raze thought. 'I used the robes special effect to summon the earring box out of my robe and held it in my hand. You had a choice, you didn't have to take the earring out from my hand. You had already punished me, but you decided to go a step further taking something you believed that I cared about, now this is just something that will come back to you.'

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The night sky had come out and Von had returned to the Red Brigade base. The disciples stayed in separate buildings and dorms compared to the rest of the teachers. The lower disciples shared rooms together, sleeping in one big hall and training with each other.

While the higher disciples, such as Von, had been given more attention by the clan. They were tutored directly by some of the best Pagna warriors the clan had. In turn, they were given a private room to themselves.

This was natural for nearly all clans; they treated those that were talented better than the others, as they were to reward them in the future, and on top of that, it encouraged others to work harder to get a better life. It was the way of the Pagna warrior.

At the moment, Von was getting ready for a good night's rest. He had placed his clothes in the community wash basket where the lower disciples would clean them in the morning.

At the moment, he was wearing next to nothing, looking at himself in the mirror in his room.

'You did well today.' Von smiled at himself. 'You are one that is going to change this clan. You are the hope of the Red Brigade to reach new heights, you are the chosen one, and anyone that tries to get in your way, is getting in the Clan's way.'

On the desk, the earring was visible in the open box. Picking it up, Von placed it next to his ear, seeing how it looked on him. As he inspected the earring he noticed that it was a little strange, it didn't really have a small metallic part that pierced into one's ear, at least one wasn't visible anyway.

Still, a part of it was open, and it was too small to fit on a finger, so he thought the only thing it had to be was an earring.

'How do you even put this thing on? Is it even an earring?' Von lifted it up, and placed it next to his ear. He didn't have any type of intention to put it on, but when he placed it around his ear he felt a sharp pinch.

'Ow! What the, did it just pierce my ear!?' Von saw a small trickle of blood falling from his earlobe. The pain was sudden but it didn't hurt anymore, it was just a little sore if he went to touch it.

Still, he couldn't help but find it strange, he had never heard of a self piercing earring before, and he couldn't even remember touching anything on it.

Fiddling around, running his finger around the earring, Von was trying to find a way to open it, but to no avail. He tugged at the earring a bit, and that didn't work either.

"Crap, how do I get this thing off? It's not getting off!"

The last thing Von wanted to do was pull it off and tear his ear lobe leaving a scar on his body. He cared as much about his looks as he did about his skills.

'I guess I'm just going to have to find that guy again.' Von smiled. 'I wanted to show him I was wearing this thing in front of his face anyway. I can't wait to see the look on his face.'

With the earring still on, Von laid down in his bed. He looked at the ceiling with his hands behind his head, thinking about his future. It was routine for him, he could already see it, entering the Pagna academy, rising to the top, and coming back to the Clan, being selected as the next master.

Eventually, his eyes started to close, and he went into a deep slumber.

At that moment, the earring started to light up, and from it, dark magic started to seep out as a mist. It covered Von's body from head to toe, making changes in his body that he was unaware of.

[You have failed to unlock the sealed item]

[The item has cursed the user]

[Effects of the curse will now begin.]