Dark Magus Returns

A strange feeling was felt with Raze as he stood on his feet. His body, the Qi inside of him, it was still that of the 6th stage. His body had gotten rid of many impurities and should have been beyond that of normal human capabilities.

However, due to the injury he had received around his throat, he now had trouble with his breathing, and trouble speaking. Every breath he took, there was major pain, and the amount of oxygen that would get into his body was limited.

It was causing strange actions to occur in his body. Due to him struggling to breathe, it was hard for him to even focus on his Qi around his body. He had yet to even try using one of his skills, which he imagined would be extremely difficult.

Right now, they were all following the teachers along with the Vice Principal out of the underground facilities. They had expected the students to be relatively weak so the teachers were going to take it in turns bringing the students up.

With them having eaten already, they had enough energy to rise up by themselves, everyone had gone to the top, apart from Raze and Dame.

Amir looked at the two for the moment.

"If you need a hand, I can help." Amir asked.

"Ah, do you feel a bit guilty now, the fact that you weren't able to stop a clan head from doing this to a fellow student." Dame retorted. He was beyond annoyed at what happened before. With everything happening, things weren't quite going to plan.

While the two were talking to each other, Raze decided to go ahead, and rather than jump on the side of the rocks all the way to the top, instead he reached out, and started to pull himself up, one rock at a time.

It was a strange site, because it didn't look like that of a Pagna warrior. It was as if a regular person was scaling the wall. Still, even for a regular person to scale such a wall would take a large amount of skill and strength, and he was heading up there himself.

While Amir was looking at Raze, ready to catch him if he fell at a moment's notice. Dame quickly looked around and found the statue. He was a bit worried that the others would have seen it when they had come in, but thankfully the magic had stopped being used in the statue.

It had returned to its smaller form, and now Dame could just pick it up and take it along with him.

'Who knows what's going to happen next, because I can't predict it at all.' Dame said, scratching his head.

Eventually everyone had gotten out of the assessment area and they were back in the open forest where they were led outside of the academy area. Amir and the teachers were leading the way and the rest of them began to walk.

"Don't worry, your fellow classmates will get the respect that they deserve." Amir commented. "We will have our staff come back and retrieve their bodies, and then they will be sent to their respective families and Clans to do as they wish."

"You mean what is left of the bodies." Dame commented, knowing full well what happened down there.

There was tension in the air as the students walked. They were heading back to the academy, the ones that had made them go through that type of assessment in the first place. to them right now, it felt like they were prisoners, or slaves heading back to their owners to do their bidding again.

They wanted to ask, but after what they had seen Feebie do, they were too scared. If they acted out, would their life end? Raze who wanted to go against them, they understood his feelings, but he was unable to do anything.

"Are you going to tell us what the deal was with that assessment?" Dame eventually asked. Unlike the other students, he wasn't afraid to ask.

"The assessment is just that, it was another stage for you pupils to go through, in order for you to become the strongest Pagna warriors you can be." Amir commented. "Permission was granted from the majority of clans. For the sake of the Dark Faction, it was something we had to do.

"And now, you are the strongest generation the Dark Faction has ever had, and we will treat you that way from now on. You will be respected greatly for what you have been through and had to do for the sake of the Faction, we won't forget it, the clans won't forget it."

Dame huffed and puffed, he felt like it was an actual good answer from the Vice principal, he thought that maybe he would have panicked and given an answer that would make the students worry even more, but instead, they were now looking slightly forward to returning to the academy.

During the walk, students couldn't help but discuss what had happened, including the main disciples.

"Hey, you know what's up with Raze right, he doesn't seem himself?" Mada asked.

Ricktor glanced behind him, Raze was at the back of the group, and even now as he was breathing in a strange odd way.

"I believe his larynx, something is wrong with it, it had to be Feebie's doing. She didn't outright break his cultivation so he could never use it again, but instead decided to do something more painful." Ricktor explained.

"Do you think he'll be okay then? Will he still be able to do what he wanted or thought to do?" Mada replied.

"Who knows, I'm pretty sure the Clan Head knew what she was doing, but I also think they have no idea what type of person Raze is. Let me ask you a question, how the heck did he get so much food down in that place?" Ricktor asked.

Now that they were out of the place, and Mada thought about it, wouldn't it have been impossible. There was no way out, and no one would help a no name like him by sneaking the food in.

"Your line of thinking is right, somehow, Raze managed to do the impossible. So when it comes to him, I don't want to say that it's impossible." Ricktor answered.

Just then, the long bridge that headed to the academy was in sight. They were returning after a long time, and what was in store for them, they had no idea.

"Hey, Safa, you healed your voice with your light magic right?" Liam whispered. "Then, can't you heal your brother's throat as well."

Safa remembered the look in his eyes back then. That was the first thing that was on her mind.

"He… didn't want me to."

Both Simyon and Liam were shocked by this. Why wouldn't Raze want his throat healed?

Raze, walking at the back, was carefully breathing, he was straining to put his Qi into his legs with each step.

'Using my Qi is more difficult, the breaths I take are harder. Everything that I learned as a Pagna warrior is around ten times harder with the way I am now! But, I'm going to use this, I'm going to learn how to fight like this.'

'Learn to train, and push myself to the limit, with the way my body is! You might have thought you crippled me, but I'm going to use this damned curse you think you've placed on me, and turn it back on you. The people of Pagna will learn why the name Dark Magus was feared in all of Alterian.'