Dark Magus Returns

The Light Faction observers that were placed in each of the viewing rooms were middle-stage warriors. They were from different clans, snot from the big three clans in the Light Faction, but they were still middle-stage warriors.

They had managed to make an accomplishment that many people wouldn't be able to make. They took their job in the tournament seriously, for the sake of the Light Faction.

They were to gauge each faction's reactions, listen in on their conversations, and report back all for the sake of the Light Faction and the people in it.

Which was why Silp, who was currently in the Demon faction viewing area, was wondering why, right now he was feeling frightened by the person in front of him.

"I…I can't just take you to where the organizers of the event are," Slip replied. "They are clan heads that even members of their own clans struggle to get an audience with.

"If you wish to meet them, then I need to send a message and then wait for a reply, that won't stop the fight in time!"

Raze knew that was true. He glanced on the outside and he could see Simyon still standing. Qi was rising from his body, and he was covering himself from hits. Something strange did occur though, once in a while Mantis would stop, and then stretch out his back.

It would have been a perfect opportunity for Simyon to attack, but Simyon still standing was an achievement in itself; asking him to do more would be more than a miracle.

"That's great then, I'll just go with the person who is to send the message, or better yet, you can takewith you," Raze claimed.

Slip had no idea why he was feeling this way, was it the tone of voice, was it the look in his eyes. Or the fact that he had witnessed what this person had done to the other students, thinking in his head, that maybe this person would do the sto him.

'I have trained for years, I have already gone through the Pagna academy and I'm scared of this student, it's impossible.' For a moment, Slip looked at the other Pagna warriors that were in the room.

Weren't any of the adults going to stop him, the other clan heads would know that what he was about to do could start a war between the two factions. Instead though, Slip could see smiles on their faces.

It was as if they were happy by everything that was happening, that they were enjoying this moment.

'I forgot, that this is the demonic Faction I'm dealing with, I hope they will understand.'

"Please, follow me." Slip reluctantly said and went to exit out of the room. Raze followed behind and almost immediately the pressure that he was giving off had disappeared.

What Raze was doing, was projecting his Dark Magic from his core outward toward Slip. The Dark Magic core's strength was based on death and increased with death as well.

Letting the magic linger out of him, at a level where others were unable to see. Or would think nothing of it was what was occurring.

For those who had never experienced magic in their life, and to experience Dark Magic for the first time. It made everyone remember that death was a real possibility for them.

Once senses would slightly dull, their heart beat would slow, and slowly they would realize that with death they would becnothing, striking a deep fear into them.

The two of them were now walking through the halls, but it didn't take long for Raze to walk ahead.

"We are in a rush, so just tellwhere to go," Raze ordered.

Not able to do anything, Slip just nodded and walked ahead.

"So do you think the boy will cause too much trouble that it will be a struggle to get out of here?" Lince asked.

"You must know the reason why I would let him leave in the first place, and I know there are no eyes on us either," Sha Mo answered.

Lince looked at Beret and they nodded. To which Beret started to quickly move around the room. It wasn't just him, but all of those in the Demonic Faction including the other students were now looking around the room.

It was as if they were trying to find someone or something in the room.

"We have to prepare for the worst. Every year, one of the factions plans to do something, and who knows maybe this year it could be us," Lince said with a smile.

"I'm telling you now, if that kid starts a fire that he can't put out, I'm not going to save him, I have my reasons," Sha Mo answered.

The two of them were openly talking like so, as if Alba and Anna weren't in the room, but they were both present for the whole thing, and it was angering the two of them greatly that they were having conversations as if they were invisible.

'Someone needs to take these Demonic Faction clans down a peg or two.' Alba thought. 'Raze, I hope we don't have to go through with your plan, because it feels like everyone is trying to do something at this event.'

Both Raze and Slip continued to walk through the halls, and on the way there, they had passed through several other Light Faction members. Due to Slip's position, many of them listened to him and stood down.

They had reached the staircase and were on a private second floor. It was a floor that participants or members of the crowd weren't allowed on. It was the floor where the booth for the Light Faction Clan leaders were present.

When Slip walked down, before they had even reached the doors, in the hallway itself, there were two members of the Aura clan standing at the side.

"What are you doing here, there has been no notice sent about having visitors arrive," the light faction member said and looked directly at Raze.

They had stayed at their post the entire time, they had no clue who Raze was, nor what he had done, but it was clear he wasn't someone from the Light Faction either.

"This is a student that is currently taking part in the Tournament. He has requested a meeting with the current organizers of this event, It appeared to be an urgent matter so I have brought him directly here," Slip stated and knelt on the floor.

"You were the one that brought him here, someone from a different faction!" The other warrior said.

The two of them had moved away from the side of the walls, and now were standing, looking down at Slip.

"You know, that is against protocol. We have rules for a reason, they are to be followed, if not, then you are no better than the wild animals of that in the Demonic and Dark Faction.

"Rules are followed to uphold the justice that brings everyone together and our utopia, and those that break the rules, you know what the result is."

Everything Raze was witnessing right now, it felt slightly odd to him. Out of all of the factions, and their morals what he had heard of the Light Faction it sounded the most ideal.

Strict rules, protecting the weak, doing things that always seemed to be fair, but right now it was the first the was hearing, of what happened to those that didn't follow the rules.

Had what Slip done, was it wrong. He was simply caring for his life, he was doing something because he was threatened but rather than place the blon him they were placing the blon one of their own warriors.

In the Light Faction world, what happened to those that were unable to do anything but were forced to steal break to feed their starving family. Because they didn't follow the rules, and simply fought for their survival would they be executed as well.

This was something Raze had to deal with. The world wasn't always black and white. There were shades of Grey in between, there were circumstances that a person couldn't avoid, and in a world where people needed to work with each other in order to build the whole society around them, things could happen that were out of your control.

According to the Light Faction rules, he would have been killed many times already.

For a moment, Raze thought that maybe, these were just rules and the consequences weren't so dire. That was until he saw the warrior reach for the sword by his side.

"You have failed to follow the position, so you shall be removed immediately!"

Slip squinted his eyes, knowing what was coming next. 'Is this what death feels like? It's far more painless than I thought. it's not the sfeeling as I felt from before.

'I guess if this was death, then there was nothing I really needed to worry about.'

Slowly though, Slip opened his eyes, and he could see the student, standing in front of him. His hand stretched out, holding onto the sword, having stopped it in its path.

"I have requested a meeting, and I plan to go see the clan heads," Raze stated. "And I have a question for you, your post is to protect and make sure the Clan heads go about their day uninterrupted.

"So if I get rid of you, will that mean you have also failed to follow your position?"