Dark Magus Returns

The entire watching area at the side where the Clan leaders were had fallen silent. They were looking down at the injured Mada and could see the severity of his wounds now that he was up close.

None had reacted immediately towards him because they never expected something like this to happen. A hit that was strong enough to send a person flying from where they were on the platform, all the way to where they were.

It should have been something that was only possible for a stage three, maybe even higher, Pagna warrior. But for one to be at an academy and at this age? It was impossible, impossible for them to not have heard about it, and even more impossible for the person to have appeared from a no-name background with no clan at all.

"Kek! Kek!" Mada eventually coughed a couple of times, specks of blood coming out and landing on the floor. That had broken the silence and led to Crine, the current head of the flowing force, to get out of his seat. n/.(--((-((.-1-)n

Immediately, he raised his hand and started to gather his Qi, placing it on Mada's body. Controlling the Qi from himself and slowly trickling it into Mada's body, he could affect it to help the body heal at a better and faster rate.

Although Crine had to be careful about using too much of his Qi, since Mada was only a stage 2 warrior, too much would cause more problems than help. It was something that only higher stage Pagna warriors with finer Qi control could do.

"This is a disaster," Gavin said. "What is going on? Just who is that child? He can't be normal. He has not just taken out one of the main disciples but two, and did you see what he had just done?

"We must stop this match immediately!"

At first, the beating of Ossep could be attributed to the fact that he underestimated Raze's strength. He had underestimated him. Still, this was an excuse more than anything because the Pagna warriors should have been prepared, and even if taken by surprise, it wasn't as if anyone could defeat them.

Now it was clear; the attack used and the way another one of the main disciples had been defeated was no coincidence; the student was strong.

"I agree," Feebie said, standing up and moving her fan to the side. "We need to bring that student in for questioning and find out who he really is!"

Since Crine was taking care of the student, she had decided to move forward, but before she could take even more steps, a certain individual got in her way.

"Do you really think that's a good idea?" Gunther asked. "Trust me, my Clan was the one who was humiliated right now. I want to go out there as well, but everyone is watching. Merchants, entrepreneurs, government officials, and more have been invited to this event.

"Do you want to show how, because our disciples are defeated, we panic and gang up on them, using extreme force? Rumors will spread, and it will start to cause internal conflict among the Dark Faction. If the other factions find out this is happening as well, they will call us weak."

"If that kid really wanted to hide something, do you think he would willingly show us this display right in front of us, right now?"

The clan leaders were shaking with anger, as they knew Gunther was right, but they were still hesitating on what to do, especially Feebie, as she feared that the next main disciple that would be taken out was none other than her own.

On the stage, Raze had readjusted his torn shirt so the hole that he had made through it was unable to be seen. He then took the blood from the sword and wiped it on his hand. As he readjusted the shirt away from the eyes of others, he placed Mada's blood on the statue.

'That's two out of the five, and from the look of it, the others aren't going to get involved either,' Raze said, as he turned, he could see that Lisa had gotten up on her feet.

Her arms were badly damaged, and the strength of just her standing looked weaker compared to before.

'The strength of the Dark Strike was stronger with the second step when compared with the two-step shift,' Raze thought to himself. 'Honestly, even I didn't expect it to work out that well. Thankfully he's alive; otherwise, those leaders might not be holding themselves back.

'Since I've angered them quite a bit, I'll deal with you quickly as well.' Raze started to make his way toward Lisa, who had recovered just in time to see what he had done to Mada.

'Crap, how strong is this person? With the state I'm in, I can't win against him,' Lisa thought as she started to shuffle backward. Without realizing it, she was moving further and further away.

"Hey, am I seeing things?" The Blue headband student said. "Or is one of the main disciples backing away from him."

"Well, she was already injured from Liam and Simyon, and Raze, I guess he's just as strong as the main disciples as well, so it makes sense."

A miracle, a miracle was happening right in front of their eyes, and the Blue headband students didn't want it to stop. How many times when they had gone into the canteen had their clans been disrespected, their hard work not acknowledged?

Some had even gotten into fights and been told that they would never achieve anything, and here, not just Raze, but the others had proven them very wrong.

Just then, Lisa was ready to jump off the stage. Seeing this, Raze used the second step and headed right toward her; he grabbed the scruff of her uniform and chucked her back on the ground.

"What is he doing!" Feebie shouted, standing up from her seat. "She was going to forfeit by going out of the arena, and he's thrown her back in. That damned!"

Rushing forward, the Vice Principal Amir was now the one who had stepped out in front of her.

"I'm afraid that I agree with Gunther. I will not allow anyone other than the students to step on that platform, out of respect for the Academy and the students."

If it was just one going against her, then Feebie would have tried to push forward, but both Gunther and Amir were incredibly powerful, with Gunther even being close to reaching the middle stages. With this, she was unable to do anything, and it was too late anyway.

"AHH!" Lisa screamed as a cut had been made across her hand, the blood on the sword.

"What are you doing? I already was going to quit; why are you hurting me?" She shouted.

"Do you think you are going through as much pain as Simyon did just before you?" Raze asked. "If he had told you to stop, would you have done so?"

While speaking with his uniform covering his other hand, Raze was fiddling about, doing the same trick, putting the blood of the third on the statue.

"Don't take advantage of others," Raze said as he picked up her arm. His strength was able to hold onto her body, and due to her weakened state, she had done next to nothing to fight back.

With a fling of his arm, he had thrown her just off the stage, landing on the ground. Turning around, now Raze looked toward Sherry and Ricktor, who both were fighting against Dame still.

Having somewhat recovered, Liam and Simyon were opening their eyes, and they could see Raze's bare back as he walked off towards the last two disciples.

"I guess I never stood a chance, huh?" Liam smiled to himself. "Well, you've gotten this far, so you might as well go ahead and finish the job."