Transformers, Spy

"Lord Han, you didn't really beat the shit out of them, did you?" Looking at the streaks of yellow amid all the bright red in the classroom, as well as the yellow marks on most of the students and the indescribable stench lingering in the air, the six Chunin felt a chill run through their hearts. If they had really been beaten until they shat themselves, that would be a shadow they could never escape for the rest of their lives. "How could I?