Dark Magus Returns

A physician from the Light Faction had been called, and Liam was looking over their every move. They had brought out a makeshift table and set it out in the room. Now they were checking over his wounds, placing a type of ointment on the cuts, while also feeding him internal herbs that were meant to progress the healing. The reason why Liam decided to stay by his side was to check every ingredient that was being used.

To put it simply, he didn’t trust them. After what they had done out there, not stopping the fight, he wouldn’t be surprised if the Light Faction was now to poison Simyon and kill him, even though it wasn’t their usual methods.

‘Everything they’ve used so far, the system states that none of them are poisoned and should actually help him recover. Most of the work though was done by Safa,’ Liam thought, looking over to where she was.

Safa was sitting on one of the single seats. She was slouched, her face slightly pale, her breathing slightly heavy. She was trying to meditate, to gather her energy back.

‘After telling all of us to take it easy just in case Raze needs our help, she goes and does that and pushes herself too much, but it’s most likely thanks to her that Simyon is still alive.’

Once in a while, Liam would also take a look over his shoulder. Murkel and the other Dark Faction leaders didn’t seem to be concerned by what state Simyon was in. It was already announced to the crowd that the student was doing fine.

Yet, Liam knew just moments before the match ended, Murkel was serious about taking them out. Which put them in a dangerous situation.

‘Right now, the only thing that is keeping everyone alive is the fact that this tournament is still going on. After it’s done and we head back to the academy, we’re as good as dead, if Raze has no plan, we need to start coming up with one.’

[Signs of activity are being detected]

Liam quickly looked at Simyon and even the physician who was spooked causing him to take a step back.

Right after, eyes were fluttering and open wide, and immediately Simyon lifted his upper body.

“I can still fight, I can still fight!” Simyon declared.

Looking around though, he quickly realized that he wasn’t out in the arena fighting anymore. Even looking down, he could see the wounds on his body, and how sore he felt, and eventually his eyes laid on Safa.

She had a large smile on her face, and tears rolling down her cheeks. She looked exhausted though, too exhausted to stand up.

“What happened, did I lose the fight, why is she like that?” Simyon asked.

“It might be best that you rest,” the physician claimed. “Your body was extremely injured during the fight; I didn’t think you would be awake for a few more days. For you to be up right now is a miracle in itself.”

It didn’t take long for Simyon to guess what had happened, and Liam to come by his side and gently push his chest so he laid back down on the makeshift table.

“I’ll let you know about everything,” Liam said. “Just play it cool for now.”

With the physician’s job done, he bowed down and said he would be back to check up in an hour or so to see how Simyon was doing, but predicted that he would be alright based on the way he was now.

After everyone had left, Liam started to talk to Simyon without looking at him.

“I know you’re not actually asleep. So I’ll give you the details, you held out well, for an incredibly long time. In the end, Mantis bested you and you lost the fight.

“Safa was worried because of all the wounds on your body. So she did what she could to help you. I’m pretty sure it’s because of her… it’s the only reason you’re alive. However, you did a good job in that fight if you ask me.

“Because of it, in order to give everyone a fair chance, there’s a long break at the moment, to allow Mantis to be at full strength before he takes part in the final singles match.

“So just get some rest, and don’t cause any more trouble, so Safa can recover as well, okay.”

Liam could see Simyon clenching his hand, and took that as his answer.

Mantis had been leaning up against the wall, and once in a while, a deep breath could be heard coming out from him. Lince was keeping an eye on not just him but Raze as well.

He feared that now there might be a rift between the two of them. Especially since Raze was already planning to stop the fight due to him finding the whole situation unjust.

He also realized that Raze was the type of person to do as he wished. Which was what had caused the disagreement between him and Sha Mo in the first place as well.

‘They said Simyon was okay, and for now, all I can do is take their word for it,’ Raze thought. ‘The main thing I need to continue with is to win this tournament… and not just that but make sure there is a way to get rid of those three that will cause problems.

‘I will get my hands on those items first. Before doing anything else,’ Raze thought.

Eventually though, Mantis had decided to stop leaning against the wall and headed towards the door.

“Is there anything I can help you with?” Slip asked.

“I feel trapped in this room. It will be a long time until the last fight takes part right. You’re waiting on a physician to see if I’m better or not? If you want me to get better, then let me just leave this room. I’ll be back in an hour when the physician arrives,” Mantis stated.

The leaders seemed to not be bothered about what Mantis did. They weren’t the clan head of his clan after all, and it wasn’t how the Demonic Faction operated in the first place.

Besides, they had done what needed to be done in the tournament, now they were just going to enjoy the state of the match.

With that, Mantis had left the room, and Raze had decided to head to the back of the room and closed his eyes, as he began to cultivate. To grow stronger with every moment he had, knowing very well what could come next.

Now Anna and Alba were left standing next to each other and they both turned their heads at the same time to check on Raze. Noticing this, they both turned them back quickly as well.

“You seem to be a person good with numbers,” Alba said. “You know what Raze’s plan is in all of this, what percentage do you think you have it working out.”

Anna didn’t reply instantly. There was a long gap before she said anything, making Alba think that maybe she was being ignored on purpose.

“It’s extremely hard to say because there are a lot of variables in all of this. We don’t know what the plans are of those that are moving in the crowd,” Anna replied. “The thing is, Raze is extremely smart to come up with the plan that he has done.

“He plans to remove as many variables as he can, in order to make it so the current plan has the highest chance it does of being achieved.”

“You might be right if you’re just talking about the plan itself,” Alba replied. “I’ve seen what he can do, I have no doubt he will be able to pull that off, but then it’s after. The hardest parts come after the plan is implemented. There’s still a lot that he, and us need to do and I’m not sure if he’s thought about the after-effects even if everything works out.”

Right now, Anna simply didn’t have enough information to figure out everything, all she knew was she needed Raze, and the student named Liam alive. She needed to get answers for herself.

Mantis was walking through the halls, and for once, he had desisted to put on his Pagna clothing properly and even pulled up part of his shirt to cover his face.

While he was walking out through the walls and such, he didn’t want to be noticed by the crowd.

‘I don’t know what happened to me back there, I was in control, but at the same time, it felt like I wasn’t in control, and why was my back hurting so much,’ Mantis thought as he went and grabbed his throbbing head.

He was remembering what had happened at the clan base, everyone getting beat including his own clan head, and how weak he felt when going up against them, but after that his memories they seemed to go to a blank.

‘Did they do something to me back then… what was it, and why would they do such a thing?’ Mantis thought.

While touching his throbbing head, Mantis felt a strong presence go past him, and a whisper that was directed straight toward him.

“If you had gone any further, then I would have killed you, you’re lucky you’re still alive, so go out there and do what you need to do.”

Mantis had heard those words and turned to look at who it was, but could only see a hooded figure walk past him.

‘Who was that… and who the heck would be threatening me in a place like this,’ Mantis thought, as he decided to shake it off. No matter what, he would be the winner of this event. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ ɴovᴇlꜰirᴇ.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of nøvels early and in the highest quality.

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