Dark Magus Returns

Chapter 263 A planned asualt

After Raze had entered the Dark space, dragging the student along with him, he hadnʼt returned. The students thought another day had passed, yet not a single person was willing to go to the other side, to traverse the darkness and rid themselves of what they felt was a murderer ready to eliminate them all.

Simyon was with Liam in the fighting area, while Safa was in her seclusion room. She would often switch between practicing her spear skills and her magic, so she liked the seclusion room because it was away from the eyes of the others.

She wouldnʼt attempt anything flashy because she didnʼt want to get noticed, but the light magic allowed her to feel better despite the thirst and hunger they were experiencing.

A group of three red-headed band users were walking around the arena. They were heading toward the hallway, presumably going to the seclusion room, as no one would go further.

Before they reached the hallway, they stopped and turned to look at Liam and Simyon, who were sprawled with their legs stretched out across the floor.

”You guys make me sick,” the red-headed band wearer stated. ”Your friend just killed someone, not just anyone, but another clan member and dragged them off into that place, yet you two can show your faces here.”

”Yeah, just go into the dark space with him. How can you guys just stay here like this?” the other shouted.

Simyon was looking around the place, not yet replying because he noticed that something a little strange was going on. He could see that a few of the other red headband wearers in the distance were staring their way.

They were used to the odd stare here and there. They were the center of hatred in the place, but they had been stared at far too often, and even now, it almost looked as if they were trying to inch closer and closer without being noticed.

”Do you guys own this cave or something?” Liam replied. ”Just because none of you guys have any balls, donʼt come and argue with us.”

”Shut up!” the other red-headed wearer snapped. ”Whatʼs worse than anything, on top of all that, you guys have been eating, havenʼt you? Youʼve found food, and you havenʼt even offered it to us.”

”We, your fellow students by your side, you can see that some are struggling! Just like Raze, you are willing to let us die when you know there is a way for you to help!”

”Thatʼs bullcrap!” Liam could feel the adrenaline charging in his body as he jumped to his feet. ”Does your face just look like a cowʼs vagina, or is your brain one as well? How do you think we could get food in this place? Iʼm literally ready to eat my own hand off at this point!”

Now Simyon was sure of it. The words and their actions might be true to how they felt, but it seemed as if it was planned; they were going to be ready to act no matter what.

With this, Simyon got up, brushed the dirt off from the cloth on his legs, and placed his hand on Liamʼs shoulder, leaning in toward Liamʼs ear.

”I think this is all a setup of some kind... Iʼm worried about Safa; we need to check if sheʼs alright,” Simyon whispered.

”I donʼt think these guys are just going to let us go,” Liam replied.

He could now see it as well; another three of the red headband students were coming over.

It was dangerous; people were grouping up, and unlike before, they were now in the red headband group; every student was from a respectable clan and they were skillful. It would be hard to go up against just one of them.

”If I leave, are you sure you can take them on yourself?” Liam asked.

”Hey, why are you asking me to go to Safa and not the other way round? Why donʼt you go see her?” Although Liam would go help her in a heartbeat, he equally didnʼt want to leave Simyon on his own, as he knew it would be a tough fight.

”Hey,” Simyon said. ”Iʼm not looking to win; Iʼm just looking to last long enough until you can get help.”

Now Liam understood; the main thing that Simyon was good at was taking hits, and thatʼs just what he had to do. Before the others could get any closer, Liam broke through and made a break for it, running to the side.

Reacting to Liam running, one of the red headband students charged forward, trying to grab him. Before he could, though, Simyon leaped in the way, and his fist just grabbed onto the cloth of his shirt.

”Get out of my way!” The student shouted as he threw out a fist, hitting Simyon at the side of his face. It was a big hit, one filled with Qi that would have knocked most people out.

Watching the scene play out was one of the five main disciples. ”Idiot, I hit him with everything I had several times, and that guy just wouldnʼt fall,” Lisa commented, still remembering the pain she felt in her fist.

It was true; the red headband wearer was more than surprised when he felt his knuckles a little sore, and when Simyon turned around, he had a smile on his face. Gritting his teeth, he shoved the top of his forehead and slammed it onto the other student.

The student stumbled; his eyesight fading; he felt like he was nearly going to pass out. It was a direct hit with such a large head, but Simyon didnʼt charge forward to try and finish the fight.

Because he knew there were five others that still needed to be dealt with as well.

”Heʼs trying to kill us; this was their plan all along!” The student shouted. ”We have to stop him; letʼs force him to tell us where the food is!”

”Worst case, we can eat him!” Another shouted.

To which some of the others looked at the student, thinking maybe it was a step too far, but it just went to show how hungry some of those in the room currently were.

ʼThis is a situation, right?ʼ Simyon thought nervously as he looked at the gloves on his hand. ʼThis is a situation where I could die, so I can use them, right? Raze wonʼt mind?ʼ

Liam was sprinting through the dark hallway; he took a look back to see if anyone was following, but he couldnʼt hear anything. He then stopped for a few moments to see if he could hear the sound of footsteps following him, but he was unable to hear them either.

ʼI canʼt waste too much time... Simyon needs my help. Maybe I should go see Raze first and ask him... no... no, I should look and find Safa first, and then we can go and get Raze together.ʼ

Liam, of course, remembered where Safaʼs seclusion room was, and while making his way there, he had passed many others. While running, he could see one student coming out of theirs.

The glowing light from his room set a small glow on his face, allowing Liam to see him clearly for a moment. Luckily, the hallway was wide enough for Liam not to care and just head past and run around him.

Faintly, after passing a couple of rooms later, Liam had reached Safaʼs room. His hand placed

on the side of the wall, he could see her just sitting there.

”There you are, Safa!” Liam called out.

As he did, he noticed something strange upon entering her room. There was a calming feeling as soon as he entered, even the air felt just slightly more uplifting and energized compared to the rest of the areas.

She was doing something as she sat down meditating, and he wasnʼt too sure it was cultivation. Hearing her name being called out, she turned around and could see Liam standing there.

”Sorry to bother you, but the situation is quite serious,” Liam stated, walking in. ”We need to help Simyon, and honestly, Iʼm not sure just the three of us are going to be enough; we need to either get Dame or get Raze.”

While speaking, Liam couldnʼt help but stare into Safaʼs eyes, which had drawn him to her in the first place. He was almost mesmerized as he moved forward, and thatʼs when he could see the horror in them.

They started to widen as she had clearly seen something.

”Look out!”

Immediately, Liam turned around and swung his hand. He didnʼt look to see who it was; he just acted. He felt the back of his fist connect and hit one of the red headband wearersʼ faces. fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

The student moved, slamming onto the wall, his body slumping to the side. The student hadnʼt passed out, but it was clear with the wooden sword in his hand what he was going to do.

For Liam though he was more confused about somethign else.

”Wait... Safa... did you just speak?”