Dark Magus Returns
Dark Magus Returns - Chapter 272: Fighting anyway

For Dame, he found Raze's response a little unexpected, but at the same time, it was within the realm of possibility. After all, like him and many of those who had spent enough time around him, they knew that there were instances that would set him off. One of them was being touched, and they had figured out this taboo, so they would stay clear of it. But it was clear that there were a number of other things that would upset him as well, and this seemed to be one of them.

"I like the fact that he is taking to my idea of trying to take down the Main Clans, but is this really the right time?" Dame thought. "There won't be many situations where a single leader will be in front of us like this, and it would be a good opportunity to cover it up."

Taking the thought into consideration, he started to browse around the room before giving his opinion.

"I don't think it's a good idea," Dame whispered, covering his mouth so others wouldn't be able to see. "It's not that I don't think we will be able to beat her, but it's due to the situation around us. Right now, if we were to attack the clan head, I don't know if the disciples would be against us and try to stop us, or with us, that would ultimately be the deciding factor."

The main disciples were more aware of their position compared to others. This revelation that they were all being treated like crops ready to be picked was obvious to them for a long time, so the shock factor wasn't kicking in for them right now.

Hearing the answer that Dame gave, Raze somewhat accepted the situation and took in a deep breath.

"Let me speak to the clan head!" Liam shouted. "Let me talk to him."

Simyon, who was by his side, was starting to tug at his friend's shirt. He was trying to tell him to stop. He was already surprised that nothing had happened so far, but it seemed that Feebie was enjoying the situation.

"Talk to the Clan head, do you think they're in the situation to save you?" Feebie asked.

"Maybe if he knows what is really going on in here, he would know," Liam replied. "I don't mind giving my life to my clan and the Dark faction. Fighting against dangerous beasts, going against other clans, or fighting in a duel to prove whose martial arts are best.

"But what I won't accept is dying due to a lack of food and water just for an assessment. How is dying like this for the sake of the clan?"

The faces of the other students started to brighten up a little. Their hopelessness, they could hear Liam's words reaching out to them. Being a Pagna warrior, they weren't afraid of death; it was more the situation itself. They realized that they too felt the same way.

The smile at that moment had vanished from Feebie's face. She stretched her arm by her side, reaching down and holding onto the fabric of her sleeve.

"You know, there's a reason why they sent me. It was because they thought that a situation would arise like this, where people wouldn't know their place." Feebie dashed from her position, ignoring the students in front of her, and dashed across the room.

Both Raze and Dame could only turn as they saw her move right past them. Right when she reached Liam, she stopped in front of him, then pulling her hand back, she made a claw-like shape with her hands.

Thrusting it forward, she pierced right through Liam's stomach. Her hand could be seen on the other side, filled with blood.

"Anyone who disagrees with the Pagna academy's methods is not needed. If you have a problem with it, then you will need to deal with me," Feebie claimed.

"Nooo!" Safa screamed at the top of her lungs. Her voice echoed through the entire cave. No one found it strange that the woman from before was speaking because they were too stunned by what was happening to realize what had occurred. Her eyes started to glow, and she started to run over. If she could use her light magic and restore skill, along with Raze's red pills, they should still be able to help Liam.

Seeing this, Dame had chased from his position as well.

"It looks like we were too late. Seeing how she attacked one of those who has helped Raze, I'm sure he's going to act straight away, especially with his sister getting involved!" Dame thought.

Dame had positioned himself so he was on the other side, and he had grabbed her clawed hand, holding onto both of them.

"If I keep it like this, for now, she can't rip his body apart; he'll need immediate care, so I can't let her attack him again."

Oddly, Feebie noticed a great amount of strength when the student held her hand. She had tried to give it a small pull but was unable to. It was something that a stage 3 Pagna warrior, even someone like Ricktor, would have been unable to do.

It didn't matter, though, because from the side, as if he had gotten the memo, Simyon had appeared, ready to strike. She quickly used her other hand as she swirled it in a circular motion. She was ready to strike again as her visual Qi was building up, and Simyon wasn't so sure he could handle the next strike. That was until she felt something else fill the room behind him. A darkness filled through the already dark place, something was building up above his shoulder, and a sword was held in his hand.

"The second formation of the Dark Edge sword arts: The eclipse strike!" Saying the words of the formation, the image of the book appeared in his head.

"Stop it!" A voice shouted out, and appearing in front of them was none other than Ricktor. "I think that is enough, clan head. We all know you have the strength to take us out, and one student has already suffered. Right now, we are all on edge due to the situation, so I hope you can forgive us."

"But don't you think that the true result will be better, as long as you allow things to play out?"

The Qi that was gathering around Feebie decreased, and the same occurred for Raze. When he noticed she was no longer trying to attack Safa or Simyon and not fighting anymore, he had taken away his strike. After he struck, he was sure that there was no going back. At the same time, Dame realized the bloodlust in the air was disappearing, and slowly he decided to let go of Feebie's hand.

At that moment, she had pulled out her bloody hand and swung it, causing the blood to splatter on the ground.

Immediately, Safa went to his side and grabbed Liam. Without saying anything else, she picked him up and rushed him off to one of the seclusion rooms. She still knew that showing magic, even in this situation, was a big taboo.

"I suppose you are right; I have somewhat strayed from the original purpose as to why I am here in the first place," Feebie stated, as she looked at Lisa, the main disciple of the Lethal Bite clan in the eye, and then looked at Ricktor. "The assessment is ongoing, and we need things to proceed naturally to produce great results."

Dame looked at Ricktor, and so did Raze. They were wondering why he had decided to come in at that moment. Was he trying to help them, to save the lives of all of them, or was it something else? There was no reason for him to do such a thing, and it was making them wonder whose side he was on. Since he was the son of the Principal, it was important to figure this out before trying to approach him, but if anything, this showed them that there was a chance that he could be persuaded.

Since things looked to be done, Raze decided to turn and head down the hallway where the seclusion rooms were. He needed to give Liam a pill to increase his chances of making a full recovery.

"Where do you think you're going?" Feebie asked. "You're one of the star players in this assessment that we are keeping an eye on, and I need you to see what we have next."

"Next?" Raze replied, turning his head.

At that moment, the trap door opened for a split second once again, from above, and two objects could be seen dropping from the ground. They had landed firmly on the floor. It was clear that they were humans, but they weren't just any humans either.

"The assessment has already been completed for the other headband colors. Right here, we have the single survivor from the blue headband group and the single survivor from the yellow headbands. Now it's time to show you just how much they have grown."