Dark Magus Returns

Right now, what had appeared in Raze's hands was a chalice. It didn't look special, mostly made of a dull silver-like color, and the outside seemed incredibly worn as if it had been buried deep underground, but everyone knew Raze had to have brought it out for a reason.

"That's it!" Zon said, his eyes lighting up. "That's what he's been relying on this time. Just what is that?"

His system could tell, as the expression had changed on Raze's face, that this was the hope he had, the item that made him believe he had a fifty-fifty chance of winning this entire battle.

Out of all of those there, it was Alba that knew the truth.

'That time we entered the portal, we saw Raze defeat the dimension boss and head underground. In the ruins, there were three treasures that he had selected from. One was a strange ring that he had kept for himself.'

'The next was a rare material that was used to make the new and improved ghost blade that Raze was currently using in the fight, then there was this, the final item, the chalice.'

At the time, when the items were discovered, they were with a warrior named Graft. A wanderer that specialized in helping groups navigate through different dimensions. He had seen these types of chalices before and knew what they could do.

From what she had learned about it, it was able to summon someone from the Divine Realm. It would only be temporary, but it would allow them to come down, and not just that, but there was a chance since the item only temporarily brought them down, that they would have their full power for the duration of their stay.

"It has to be a special type of artifact gathered from another dimension," Ricar claimed.

"A special artifact, like the ones that are kept by the Clan Heads?" Beatrix asked.

"Correct," Ricar replied. "You should know that a large number of artifacts are gathered from these dimensions. Many times, there are past civilizations that seemed to have existed in these worlds. There we find items that are beyond our understanding that grant great power."

"Most of the items gathered by warriors of lesser clans are sold to the kingdoms and empires. They pay an extremely high price for them, as it increases their power and protection against us warriors as well. It also improves the relationship between the two sides."

"But that isn't the case for all clans, and that's especially true of the Light Faction."

Out of all the factions out there, the Light Faction had the largest amount of artifacts at their disposal. It was why so many clans and factions were against attacking the Light Faction because it was unknown just how much strength they had.

Out of all the factions out there, the Light Faction had the largest amount of artifacts at their disposal. It was why so many clans and factions were against attacking the Light Faction because it was unknown just how much strength they had.

Even in the tournament today, a number of artifacts had been displayed and used, projecting the fight on display, as well as the great power of the shifting land from beneath.

Ricar, thinking about all of this, started to look around and saw an opening in the stands that would lead to the inside of the arena, and started to move toward it.

"Where are you going? I said where you go, we go together," Beatrix said.

"Fine," Ricar said. "But I'm letting you know, I'm not running away from this match. I intend to, against my will, help everyone here."

Beatrix and Hannah joined up with Ricar as they were on the move. Anna, noticing this, took a glance at what they were doing and decided to keep an eye on them, but she also needed to keep an eye on the match that was going on ahead as well.

When Ricar had entered through the opening, he was in the large tunnels where stalls with no people standing by them were seen. Dropped food and rubbish on the ground from all the people that had suddenly disappeared.

"In this battle, we need to start thinking ahead," Ricar explained as they found the staircase and started to descend. "There has to be a reason why the young man hadn't used that chalice of his. Why he hadn't used it from the beginning of this match?"

"Couldn't it be that it's just a one-use type artifact?" Hannah asked.

"That may be the case and the most likely answer, but we have to think of all the possibilities," Ricar explained. "It could be that the item may very well bring danger, or there is only a small chance that the artifact he has will help us win this fight."

"But seeing the artifact made me think, the artifact below the arena, it should still be present and still be active. If we use it, we can help defeat the Hybrid, or worst case, we can use it to try and trap the Hybrid in some way while we are all able to escape.

"I'm sure of it, if that young man, Raze, manages to survive this fight, then with everyone we will be able to best the red Hybrid. A coalition between the three factions will have to come again, we have to for such a large threat."

Back on the surface, as Raze held onto the chalice in the middle of the mostly destroyed arena with flooring sticking out and crushed in places, he was looking straight at Murkel.

Murkel had the same thoughts as the Light Faction Elder: this was an artifact, but there had to be a reason why Raze hadn't pulled it out so far, and they were both right.

There were two reasons why Raze hadn't used such an item. First, was because Raze truly thought that there was a chance he could win the fight against Murkel.

In his head, it was a test for him, and going up against the Grand Magus. As for why he hadn't used it straight away was because there was an extremely large risk.

The chalice was said to summon someone from the Divine Realm but not who it would summon. At least in the Lethal Bite Clan when they were summoning someone they had an idea, trying to summon someone from their clan, but Raze knew no one in the Divine Realm.

So who would come down, and if they did, what reason did they even have to help Raze? There was a very high chance that the person who was summoned could be even more dangerous than Murkel, and could end up killing them all, but he had no choice.

With one hand lifted above the chalice, Raze had cut himself with his own Wind magic, and his blood started to fall into the chalice.