Dark Magus Returns

Simyon had a strong stance; his body was holding out, and he failed to fall. If he fell, then that would mean he would let the monster that was in front of him win. As he stood there, he was looking at Mantis ahead who was walking slowly toward him, and just like before, he had disappeared from sight.

'Is he going to cfrom the left, the right..' Simyon looked up at the shadow cast, and it was from above.

Lifting both of his hands, he could feel the claws ripping through his skin, and his feet sinking into the ground. Right after, a large kick was delivered to his side.

Mantis was striking again and again, faster than he was before and the hits seemed to be more powerful. Unlike before, Simyon was unable to follow the hits and block it with his hands; instead, he was just tilting his body up.

Lifting his shoulders and spreading the Qi through his body. Until, Mantis delivered a powerful attack that broke through his defense, causing his whole body to be chucked into the air and for him to bounce around the arena floor.

When he stood up, his entire clothes were covered in blood, part of the flooring where he would bounce had blood as well, yet he was still able to stand.

"He has to stop, we need him to stop the fight!" Safa shouted from inside the viewing area. She no longer cared if the leaders heard her or not.

"Stop, but he is putting on a strong performance," Murkel answered. "All of the Dark students have put on an extremely good performance, and imagine when it's revealed that the ones that were able to do it, were mostly a bunch of no names. All of the clans will fear us for what we have achieved."

Right now, Murkel along with the other adults in the room didn't care. They didn't care for Simyon's safety; of course, they didn't because he was just a no name. A tool for the academy to use, with no family to upset or to back him.

'Amir isn't here…he is the only one that we might have been able to speak to…so what do we do.' Safa's eyes were watering up.

Even with the extent of Simyon's wounds, if he cback, then at least she could heal him with her light magic, but if he went too far, if he was too hurt, even she would be unable to do something.

With each powerful hit from Mantis, the crowd cheering in excitement, but something strange was starting to occur. As they saw Simyon continue to stand up, continue to fight and not fall, with his skin ripped in several places, the cheers were lessening each the was hit.

"Isn't this going too far?"

"Yeah, what is with the Light faction, they're not stopping the fight. They didn't stop it before, and now they're not stopping it again."

"Maybe that's the reason, think now the student Mantis is winning, if they had intervened too early, then the one being beaten now would have been declared as the winner."

"But…this is no longer exciting, instead it looks as if we're watching a torture session."

The fight was still going on now, and it had been a non-stop hit session for the last ten minutes from Mantis, and the crowd had appeared silent as they almost couldn't take it anymore watching the student get beat.

These were those that had witnessed death, witnessed the cruelty of the Pagna warriors, yet seeing it go on for so long was even more cruel in their eyes.

"It appears that the student won't be strong enough," Amir said. "He did well so I was hoping he would be."

Amir then looked at the hooded man, and could see his fist shaking, his body twitching.

"I know you want to go in there, but you can't, not yet…I also don't want this child to die, but many have died and many more will if we don't succeed."

With each hit Simyon took, Raze felt like he was taking them himself. Remembering the conversations he had, the conversations the two of them had together.

'You should look after your family; you never know when you're going to lose them.'

"Simyon is a good person," Raze mumbled to himself, as he walked forward toward the glass.

Seeing this though, Lince stood in his way, stopping him.

"What do you think you're doing, are you going to go out there right now? What reason would you have to do such a thing?" Lince asked.

"You have achieved great power, right?" Raze asked as he looked at Lince directly in the eye.

Lince didn't expect this line of questioning, but this student had gained his interest more than once.

"One could say that, I am one of the top clans in the Demonic Faction," Lince answered.

"You gain that power for a sense of freedom. To help those you wish to help, to have a power to control and do what you want to do. Right now, I don't like what I am seeing, I wish to stop what is going on. I don't like what I'm seeing, and I have the power to change it."

"But what is it that you don't like that you are seeing?" Lince asked. "You are not an individual, your actions affect the whole of the Demonic Faction, it affects all those around you.

"If my guess is right, what you want to do, won't help the Demonic Faction, which is why I'm asking, not what you're about to do, but why you are doing this."

Raze knew what Lince was getting at, why did he want to help out the Dark Faction student when they were part of the Demonic Faction. To them, it made no sense to act this strongly.

Not in the world of Pagna where warriors would kill each other.

Raze then turned his attention away from Lince and looked at the Light Faction member that was in the room.

"What is going on with this event right now?" Raze asked. "Why haven't the Light Faction stopped this match? They had stopped the others before it got this far, so why haven't they stopped this one?

"Are they trying to make the Demonic Clan into killers, to make the Demonic Clan look crazier than they actually are? If this match isn't stopped, then I will stop it, before it goes too far!" Raze answered with the Qi exploding from his body.

He could tell looking in the arena that Simyon didn't have much time.

Jumping from his position, Raze was face to face with the Light faction adult in the room. The look in Raze's eyes had caused his heart to beat faster.

'How could a student have such intense eyes. His Qi, it's suffocating him. Who is this person…no one warnedabout him, no one toldto look out for a monster like him…I have to tell them, I have to tell the clan leaders.'

Raze then stretched out his hand quickly and wrapped it right around the Light Faction member's neck.

"Taketo the organizers of this event, and stop this match!"