Dark Magus Returns

Raze walked onto the stage and up ahead he could see both Mada and Ricktor enter together. He saw them walking side by side, not splitting apart.

'This is a three-way competition, but I guess it's expected that the two of them would team up together. Although I don't know how they are going to fight. I assume they have already come to the realization that I am me,' Raze thought.

He remembered how the two of them had half-heartedly sworn their loyalty to help him when they were faced with the underground troubles.

Raze had provided them food that allowed them to continue living, and in turn, they sought revenge against their own clans and to help Raze.

The thing was, Raze knew that in desperate times people were willing to say anything. Very few actually kept their word.

At the end of the day, the two students in front of him, both of them were direct disciples of the main clans that made up the Dark Faction.

'I can't lose this fight, and going up against two of them might be tough, but if they are thinking of conceding, I shouldn't hurt them too badly,' Raze thought as he brought out the ghost blade.

"The last person left standing will be declared the winner, so let's fight!" The announcer shouted.

Raze didn't charge in like he did before, nor did he hold the sword above his head. The audience were expecting something spectacular from just like what had happened before, finishing a battle in record time.

However, there was a reason for him not moving, because Mada had raised his hand.

"I forfeit from this fight," Mada declared.

Ricktor glanced at him when he heard these words, but Mada didn't even bother to look at him and just walked back.

"Wait, the other guy just forfeited, before even trying to fight!"

"That was the guy that didn't fight last time as well, he must be scared."

"Yeah but with two of them, they would have a better chance fighting against the Demon. Now that he's left he's just abandoned his teammate!"

"Hey, I want my money back, I betted on them two, and now they do this, now the fight is just a regular one on one, of course the Demon is going to win."

"But if you think about it, at least he's made the fight fair now. If it was the Light Faction, that's something I would expect from someone like them."

As Mada walked back to count himself out of the fight, the glass lifted up.

"What was that, boy!" Crine, the head of the Flowing Force Clan and Mada's father shouted. "You have done nothing every time you go up against that man, and then you abandon your allies!"

"I abandoned him!" Mada said as he looked up at his father into his eyes. But the Qi from him was seeping in and pushing him down; he felt as if his heartbeat was slowing just looking at the man.

He wanted to tell him, what the clans did was far worse in the underground assessment. Students eating each other and deaths treated like nothing.

All of the clans had abandoned them, and if Mada hadn't survived that back then, then would his father even care about him.

His father had never cared about him and had always stared, looking at Gunther. There was so much Mada wanted to say, but he didn't.

Because doing so could very well mean death.

"There's no reason for me to fight him, there's no reason for me to get hurt, I'm sorry I disappointed you," Mada eventually said and continued to walk.

"You're just as useless as your mother, both of you are worse than bugs."

All of the blood had immediately rushed to Mada's head at that moment. The buildup of everything he had wanted to say for so long.

"You f*cking piece of scum!" Mada shouted. "Someone so disgusting like you, doesn't even deserve to mention her! If anyone should die in this world, it should be you!"

Instantly an intense Qi filled the entire room. The adults felt sick to their stomachs almost falling. The Light Faction warrior in the room tried to head to the door, but even moving his own feet was trouble.

'He said it,' Safa thought as she had fallen to her knees along with the others in the room. 'There are words that should never be spoken to those that are more powerful than you, words that should never be spoken to one's clan head.'

'Right then, Mada just wished for the clan head's death… it will be impossible for Mada to get out of this alive now, why… why did he do it?'

In Mada's mind, there was a buildup of frustration that he had his whole life. During this tournament, he felt inequity and started to think.

Was there really any part of his life that he had enjoyed? Everything he had done was for the clan, to please his father, and yet there was nothing in return.

The risk, the fear for his life, the disappointment, not once had Everything he had done was for the clan, to please his father, and yet there was nothing in return.

The risk, the fear for his life, the disappointment, not once had he done something he had done, until today, and the root cause of it was this man.

Mada felt as if he had already died once in the underground assessment, so if his life was to be taken again it didn't matter, at least he got to curse the old man.

"You foolish child!" Crine swung his arm, and his Qi went out like a large wave. Even though Crine was at least a couple of meters from Mada, it had hit him, lifting him off his feet and forcing him to crash into the wall.

The blow crushed part of the wall, and blood spilled out of Mada's mouth, but the attack didn't stop there. The visual Qi like a wave seemed to linger in the air, holding Mada up, and now it was suffocating him.

"All those who wish me death, haven't lived to tell the tale," Crine stated. "You are only alive because of me; you should be thankful that you are even in this world. I created you, so you must do what you are told, but someone as weak as you is useless."

Simyon, Liam, and Safa were all on the ground because of the immense amount of Qi. The only ones that were unaffected were Murkel and Gavin.

They wanted to help, and maybe using their own Qi they could force their way toward Crine but then what. Could they take out three Main Clan leaders, as well as other high-ranking clan members in the room?

It was impossible, so all they could do now was watch what was going on.

The veins on Mada's neck were bulging, as he couldn't breathe. He could feel his head screaming to try to take in some air, but nothing was working.

Mada looked at his final moments staring at Crine, Murkel, and Gavin who had all turned around to see the chaos, only to notice something in the background.

'What's… that.'

A loud crash resounded in the room from behind him, glass shattered onto the back of Gavin and Murkel. Seeing the shards that had fallen onto the floor, they could think it could have only come from one place.

Crine turning around to look at this disturbance in the room, saw a man standing on the edge of the arena.

"Sorry, it looks like my attack missed," Raze said.