Wednesday: The Strongest Psychic

Sabrina saw how a disc headed straight for her stomach. When she wanted to attack with fire, she felt an invisible force that imprisoned her. It was as if an invisible hand had trapped her and would not let her move.

'Immobilization,' thought Sabrina, closing her eyes. She knew Luke controlled this technique, so she had come prepared. She brought a ring that would protect her from the telekinetic waves. She didn't think she would have to use it for the defense of dozens of discs.

The 10kg disc hit her stomach with great force. She felt a lot of pain and almost threw up today's breakfast. Luke pulled the disc back, hitting Sabrina's stomach again.

This time, the girl did vomit. An iron disc at high speed was no small thing. Besides, her body wasn't very strong, it was only better than a normie. She always relied on her two auras, not physical training.

"Are you okay?" asked Luke with a slight smile. Sabrina, who was kneeling on the floor, looked up and glared at him with hatred.

"Don't look at me like that. I went easy on you. I could have used all these disks and only used one," Luke added.

"You bastard, wait and see..." before Sabrina could follow through with her threat, a disk fell too close to her hand. The floor cracked.

"Know the situation you are in, Miss Spellman, is your name Sabrina, or is it fake?" asked Luke. Before killing her, he had to do a quick interrogation.

Even though he was at Nevermore and there would be some trouble or another murdering a student, Luke learned something in this time he lived in the outcast society.

You could kill. If someone wanted to kill you, you were fully within your rights to kill them. So Luke could murder Sabrina as long as he proved Sabrina's intent to murder him.

"Yes. The only fake thing was my last name," Sabrina replied after watching as ten discs were directed at her.

"Who else is with you?" asked Luke. It would be nice to know if there were any more killers in Nevermore.

"Just me," replied Sabrina, unable to believe herself in the situation she found herself in. She never thought she would be defeated by a boy who lived in a Normie orphanage most of his life.

How was he so powerful?

"It's a good thing they underestimated you and only sent a junior," said Edgar, who hovered near Luke.

"Why did you decide to attack me today? The hag's attack seemed like a more elaborate plan. You could have manipulated me with your red aura," asked Luke, confused. Although Sabrina's surprise attack was good and almost worked, it seemed like a very simple plan.

"Manipulate you with the red aura? Don't bullshit me. I tried to get close to you many times, and you always kept your distance. That way, it would be impossible to make you an emotional slave," Sabrina replied with a grimace.

"It looks like your horrible personality did some good, hahaha," Edgar said, laughing out loud.

Luke frowned but said nothing. With Sabrina, he kept his distance since she hadn't appeared in the Wednesday series. That made Luke more distant.

Not because he thought the girl was a killer or anything, but simply because he didn't trust her. With Enid and Xavier, on the other hand, it was different. He had seen them in the series and was able to know their personalities and histories beforehand. Which made me trust them.

"You never leave this stupid school and your dorm. For you to go to the festival, I had to use the favor you owed me. That plan failed, and I got tired of waiting for you to do something different, so I decided to murder you for once. I'm tired of being in this shitty academy," Sabrina said, complaining with hatred in her tone.

'Her personality is very different from what everyone thinks...' thought Luke.

"You don't like Nevermore?" asked Luke with a raised eyebrow. She's already insulted the academy twice.

"Of course not. Because of you, I had to come here and put up with the pro-normie ideals of this stupid school," replied Sabrina.

'My fault...?' thought Luke, debating whether to hit her with another 10kg disc in the stomach.

"You were from another school? Which one?" asked Luke curiously. He knew that Sabrina wouldn't attend a Normie school.

"Academy of the Dark Arts. It's much more efficient, and they don't force us to get along with normies. After all, they are inferior to us," Sabrina replied.

'A much more radical school,' thought Luke. That's where the children of outcasts who hate normies attend.

"You'd fit right in there. I saw the video of how you crushed those students. You got punished for an idiotic thing. At my school, they wouldn't punish you. There are even duels of that intensity or more," said Sabrina.

"Too bad that because of the grudge in our families, we have to face each other, but if you let me go, I can convince my father to stop this fight. You have nothing to do with your ancestors," added Sabrina in a sweet and tempting tone.

"Shut up and just answer my questions," said Luke in a cold tone, hitting Sabrina's stomach again with a 10kg disc. He knew she was using her red aura to manipulate him. He would not allow it.

"Cof... cof..." coughed Sabrina, clutching her stomach and wincing in pain. All she wanted to do was set Luke on fire until he was ash.

"Ask her about her grandfather. If he's still alive, and if she has any siblings," Edgar said.

"Is your grandfather alive?" asked Luke. Sabrina hesitated to answer, but as she saw the discs floating closer and closer to her, she had no choice.

"No. He died all because of your father," replied Sabrina.

'My father?" thought Luke in confusion.

"Your father was able to severely damage that geezer before he died, but I didn't know one hundred percent if he managed to save himself or not. That's good news," explained Edgar.

"Do you have any siblings?" asked Luke.

"A brother a year older than me and..." replied Sabrina with some hesitation.

" And what? Do you want another punch in the stomach? I could also read your memories and find out everything, but in the process, I might make your mind a little dysfunctional," said Luke with a slight smile.

The part about reading memories was a lie. His ability wasn't that advanced. He still couldn't read a person's old memories. He could only read the person's current thoughts, and by looking at them very closely. Unpractical.

His mind control ability was better. When he made eye contact with a person, he could mentally command them to stop.

That way, he stopped Sabrina's attacks. All it took was a glance and a command. Although it only takes seconds, in a battle, it is very effective and puts the enemy in a dangerous situation.

Sabrina swallowed hard at Luke's threat. She didn't want to be retarded, so she replied, "A half-sister. Blood from my father and another woman."

"Age?"

"The same as us."

"That's more than enough questioning," Edgar said.

[Just that? I want to know more about your family. About his father. If he has dealings with demons or what he did] Luke said mentally.

"She won't know anything about demons. She's just a junior. They won't give her such important information when she's still immature. I'll tell you. It's about time you knew. You have defeated the first Spellman," said Edgar.

[Well...] Luke said. It had been long enough. He had to get this over with before someone wanted to stop him. Luckily, everyone was in the courtyard having a picturesque picnic.

Luke looked menacingly at Sabrina and braced himself. He began to raise his arm and open his right hand. Looking at Sabrina's white neck.

"What are you doing? You can't kill me. If you do, my father will show no mercy and come and kill you himself," Sabrina said in a trembling tone, crawling backward.

"The girl is right. Don't try to realize what you have in mind. Just erase her memories of this fight and create a new pair for her. So there won't be a void in her memory," Edgar said.

[That's it? I'm facing one of my archenemies, and I'm just going to erase her memory? I have the right to kill her. I have a serious wound, and the place was wrecked by the battle. I won't have any problems if I kill her] Luke asked reluctantly.

"If his daughter dies, they will be able to send stronger people to assassinate. Something is different. When your father attended Nevermore, they didn't send anyone to assassinate him, least of all from the family branch... For the time being, it's better if she remains the assassin after you. You'll be able to train more for when the real powerhouses come. Use your head, and don't let your emotions control you. She's cannon fodder, you defeated her easily, even when she attacked you by surprise," Edgar said, and Luke nodded reluctantly.

[If I dislocate her arm and then heal it to perfection and her memories are erased, will she have memories of that pain?] asked Luke with an idea in mind, his eyes glowing with dark intent.

"Forgetting a torture is harder and will make erasing those memories one hundred percent more laborious, but it is possible. If your cousin, Veronica, cures her, nothing will happen as long as you don't go overboard with the torture," Edgar said, one hand on his chin, assessing the situation. He knew what Luke wanted to do, and he wouldn't stop him.

[That's great] Luke said with a smile, glancing toward Sabrina. She felt a shiver run up and down her spine as she noticed his gaze.

With a subtle wave of his hand, Luke used his telekinesis to force Sabrina's arm back. A choked scream escaped her lips as her arm dislocated with an ominous crunch.

Sabrina tried to struggle, but was completely immobilized by Luke's power. When she tried to scream again, Luke closed her mouth with his telekinesis, silencing her. Only her stifled moans and groans could be heard.

"Hurts?" whispered Luke in a cold voice, leaning closer to her. Sabrina could barely respond, her breathing was ragged, and her face was pearly with sweat.

"Don't worry, this won't last long," Luke continued. With a gesture, he began to bend her fingers one by one, slowly. Sabrina groaned in pain, each finger emitting a dry sound as it was forced into an unnatural position, her muffled cries echoing through the gym.

"That's enough," Edgar said after a while. Luke nodded and released his grip on Sabrina, who fell to the floor, shaking in pain. Her figure was pathetic. Not like always showing confidence and modesty bordering on arrogance.

Sabrina was sobbing on the floor. She looked up at Luke. Her eyes, filled with tears, looked at him with extreme hatred. Luke showed no mercy. With a wave of his hand, he used his telekinesis to lift Sabrina against her will. She floated in the air, her limbs hanging limply as her body shook with pain and fear.

"It's pathetic," Luke muttered, his voice laden with contempt. She was only saved because of her family and because it wasn't in Luke's best interest to murder her. It was better to have someone pathetic behind you, than Sabrina's father, the final boss.

Without warning, he threw a punch with controlled speed and force.

His fist struck Sabrina's temple with a dry impact. The blow caused her brain to jolt violently against her skull, knocking her unconscious on the spot. Sabrina's body fell to the ground with a thud, completely motionless.

Luke sat on the ground near her, watching her limp form. The rage in his chest slowly subsided as he prepared to erase her memories. He took a deep breath, centering himself, and began to channel his psychic energy.

Erasing a recent memory was something Luke learned in the last little while. If it was an older memory, he wouldn't be able to do it. Then, in the hole he erased, he would quickly put a false memory.

The bad thing was that he only learned the theory. This would be his first case study. Edgar helped him, although he was not a blue aura psychic, he had seen this process several times, and it was very helpful.

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