Dark Magus Returns

Chapter 394 An Unknown Feeling

Lying on the ground in front of Dame was his attacker. There was no longer any breath coming from the person who was from the Lethal Bite Clan. In terms of skill between the two, Dame was quite a bit higher than the latter.

Not just in his cultivation but also his techniques, and he had used his gauntlets as a method of surprise, allowing him to finish off his opponent swiftly.

”I did what I needed to do, but I was unable to get any more information from him,” Dame said out loud. ”Right now, there is one from the Lethal Bite Clan at a high rank with one of the others.

”I also have the statue in my possession, but Iʼm unable to use it without Safa, or Raze. It was my fault for taking the thing, and not handing it back in time.”

Hindsight was always better after the events had already occurred. He was sure Raze would be kicking himself for not healing his body now as well. Because most likely, he was dealing with Feebie.

”I guess, since there is no other information, thereʼs only one thing I can do, exit out of this place, and just enter the other portals one by one, helping them out. If I try to pry for more information that could cause bigger trouble.

”Everyone, just stay alive long enough for me to help you guys out.”

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Inside one of the portal expeditions, they had entered a world that was filled with strangely shaped buildings that were winding. Large bridges built seemingly in the sky connected from places.

Tinson had come across one of the attackers, he had managed to do his best to defend himself but right now, he was hiding in one of the buildings across a large bridge that was made of stone.

It was a dark place, and he had found a few barrels in the corner. In most of the rooms, there were barrels that were seemingly empty. His hand was placed right up against his shoulder, he was pressing hard against his wound. His clothing soaked in blood.

ʼThis isnʼt good, is this the academyʼs doing again?ʼ Tinson thought. ʼWhat is wrong with them? I thought this whole assessment was to fight against beasts, not other warriors.ʼ

ʼI need to find a way back out of the portal, if Iʼm back in the academy, everything should be fine, right?ʼ

Right now, all he could do was hide, but there were other things lurking in the shadows because, after all, this was another dimension, a place that would be full of beasts.

Right now on his mind more than anything though, was how were Violet and Joe doing, if he was struggling this much then surely they would be as well.

In another dimension, another student had managed to strike down their enemy, and was looking at the body sinking away into a strange thick muck-like substance.

”That was quite the tough one,” Ricktor commented, as he looked at the cuts he had received all over his body. None of them were vital but there were many on his shoulders, arms, and there was even a large fracture on his arm as well.

ʼThis is going to take a while to heal, and the techniques they used, it was quite clear that they were from the Lethal Bite Clan. Has someone from the clan betrayed us and informed them of the deal we made with Raze?ʼ

Ricktor thought about it a bit more, but he believed that was unlikely to be the case, judging by how his attacker was acting as well.

ʼHe didnʼt have any idea of my strength, which has improved quite a bit. If a student did report us, they would have asked for every detail about us. Which means it is a hit that Feebie had ordered herself.ʼ

ʼThey would only listen to the clan head, and it seems like itʼs something that Feebie would do. Iʼm quite surprised that she sent out a hit on me as well. Has she lost her mind as sheʼs obsessed with revenge?ʼ

ʼNo, thatʼs not it, she just knows the truth, that even if something happened to me, Murkel wouldnʼt act against her. If sheʼs done this, then most likely sheʼs gone against the Flowing Force Clan as well.ʼ

ʼWell Mada, if your opponent is the same level as mine, it seems like you might struggle a bit,ʼ Ricktor exclaimed. ʼNow, letʼs get through this test and hunt some beasts.ʼ

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Mada too had an opponent that he was going against, Ricktor was correct with his guess. A member of the Lethal Bite Clan, a female who wielded two spiked fists attached to the end of her knuckles, was in front of him.

He had already been hit quite a few times, his clothes soaked in blood around his chest, across his arms, as well as in a few other areas.

His eyebrows were furrowed, as he was frustrated about the situation he was in. For one, his feet, they were sunken into the mud, going halfway up his shin. His movements were slower due to the terrain.

”Come on!” The female shouted, as she charged in from the side, Mada lifted his leg strongly, flinging part of the mud across the entire area. However, none of it had hit his opponent, as she bent and bashed her hand right into his side.

The spikes were lodged deep into his skin, and great pain was felt.

”Are you going easy on me, because Iʼm a woman or something?” The person asked.

”Oh, trust me,” Mada stated with his foot still in the air, he swung it to the side, hitting her just across the arm causing her to move slightly, but she wasnʼt knocked down and just felt that her arm was a little sore.

”If I get a hold of you, or if you stayed still, then I would happily beat you until all of your teeth were gone, right before I killed you!” Mada screamed, twisting his legs and getting them out of the mud one after the other.

He was swinging his body in the air, trying to use his techniques to get out of the situation and close the distance between the two.

With each of the hits though, they were blocked by the fist techniques.

”You sure have bad luck,” The attacker stated. ”The Flowing Force Clan rely on the link between their footwork and techniques. And you, the main disciple, specialize in kicking techniques, but in the terrain we are in now, youʼre far slower, and canʼt even get the full force of your attacks in!”

Mada could hear what she was saying but wanted to ignore it. He knew that he was in a disadvantageous situation but so what. It was the situation he had to deal with.

ʼIf my brother was in the same situation, he would be able to get out of it, so I need to do the same too!ʼ

He could see the attacker bringing both of her hands forward charging at him. She seemed to have next to no problem moving through the thick mud. In the first place, the Lethal Bite Clan used fist techniques.

In terms of gathering strength for her attacks, it was still enough for her to attack.

”This is the end!” She screamed.

A kick was perfectly timed by Mada, as it swung through the air, but that was all it had managed to hit; the air. He could see it as if in slow motion, as she had ducked under the attack and had a smile on her face.

She rushed in, and then sprung up, hitting cleanly with her gloves Madaʼs chin. Blood flung up in the air, and Madaʼs body was lifted in the air.

ʼCrap, am I going to die like this? For a while now, itʼs felt like my luck has run out.ʼ Mada thought. ʼI didnʼt care about the clan stuff, or the other main disciples. I just wanted… what did I even want, why am I still thinking of my brother in a time like this, when my life is on the line?ʼ

Images were flashing in Madaʼs head of his life, his life while being under Guntherʼs shadow. Always seeing him go off, always seeing him being praised. Always seeing those in the clan respecting him on another level.

Yet what was it, was it jealousy, did Mada want to be praised instead? Did he want the eyes on him, or was it something else. Even if his talents were acknowledged, would he be happy about it?

ʼI guess I wonʼt find out why my mind is so messed up in the first place.ʼ Mada thought. ʼI wonder if the White Dragonʼs mind is just as messed up as mine?ʼ

All of these thoughts were running through his head, as his body continued to fall to the floor. He knew that a follow-up attack was on its way, so then why, why hadnʼt it happened yet.

Using his strength, Mada tucked in his chin, and thatʼs when he could see; a sword slicing through the air, cutting right through the head of his attacker. A blade he was familiar with.

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Mada eventually landed in the mud, and lifted his body, and when he had done, the fight was already over. The man who had sliced his attacker, was walking towards him.

”What are you doing here brother, why are you here?” Mada asked, shocked, stunned, not even understanding if this was a dream or not.

”Iʼm here for you, idiot,” Gunther replied.