Dark Magus Returns

Murkel still had his foot carefully placed on top of Dame. He could feel the person trying to fight back, a different type of Qi rising, but it was easy for Murkel.

All he had to do was force more Qi into his foot, and in doing so, he would overwhelm him completely.

"Can you stop trying to unleash that disgusting Qi?" Murkel asked as he continued to look at the three that were standing up.

It wasn't just the attention of the principal, but in particular both of the main disciples couldn't believe it as well.

'How are they able to stand, is there some type of technique to get over this feeling?' Ricktor thought.

While running through Mada's mind was a number of things. 'It's them, it's them three that always hang around with the White Dragon!' Mada thought. 'Why are those three so special?'

'Is it really just because they hang around that other one, and where the heck even is that guy at a time like this.'

The last thought that Mada had, after thinking it he was a little disgusted by himself. In a situation like this, he even found that he was thinking about the White Dragon.

He didn't know if there was anything he could do; the situation was an impossible one for them all to get out of, but when thinking of impossible things, he had witnessed Raze accomplish them again and again.

At this point, Gunther had gotten out from the tree; he was hurt, but there was no large wound on his body. As he pulled both of his swords, he looked at the children that were standing.

"What are you doing? You should take this chance to escape," Murkel stated. "I never thought that these students would end up meaning so much to you?"

Gunther was conflicted after clashing blades with the principal. If he knew they couldn't stop him and everyone was going to die anyway, should he just escape?

Then his eyes set on a particular person who was on the ground.

"I'm sorry, but I agree with what that kid said before. If he's quitting the academy, then I'm here to give you my resignation!" From where Gunther was, he swung both of his blades sideways.

As it cut the air, once again it looked like his attack was cutting through with a giant blade of water.

When the attack came right at Murkel, he swung his hand downward, slashing right through it and breaking it.

"Now who's not the one thinking; if I was to simply move, then all of these kids, they would have been killed. Anyway, I only need a few of you for the martial arts tournament; let's see who looks the weakest out of you."

Staring at the kids that were standing, Murkel's eyes landed on the no name that was sweating and legs were shaking.

"You, no one will care about you; I will take you out." Murkel lifted his foott off from Dame and placed it on the floor.

When he did, his Qi had hit Dame's body, rolling him to the side. He continued to walk forward, and similar to the first step of the descending step, Qi was being dispersed in the area.

He continued to move closer and closer to Simyon. Both Safa and Liam seeing this, charged forward trying to stop him, but when the principal took another step, a wave of Qi hit them in the face, spinning their bodies and causing them to land back down on the ground.

"You quit, fair enough, I accept, which means you are no longer needed!" Murkel said, as he went to throw out a fist.

At this point and time, the only thing that Simyon could count on was his tough body. He would take this hit and hope for something to happen.

"It's not your time to die Simyon!" A voice shouted from the side.

In a rush, Dame had crashed into Simyon's body, pushing him to the side. The fist had hit Dame right in the stomach.

A large red strike mixed with dark blast was seen going right through his body on the other side in the air. It was a powerful hit meant to kill in one blow.

A large amount of blood came out of Dame's mouth, and then the rest of the force of the hit sent Dame in the air.

His body continued to fall until it had completely fallen off the edge of the cliff and into the smoke.

"I didn't realize that he was so quick to die." Murkel commented. "I wanted to at least know what clan he was from."

Simyon was on the ground, looking at the scene in front of him. Dame was nowhere to be seen, and a large pile of blood was on the floor.

'Did he just… did he just take the hit for me?' Simyon thought. 'At the last second, he came and pushed me out of the way… he didn't even attack back and just took the hit… he saved my life.'

There was a large conflict in Simyon's head and an incredible feeling of guilt. For a while now, Simyon hadn't been trusting of Dame. He wasn't sure if he was a real ally or not.

Now, just then, it seemed that Dame had sacrificed himself, all for Simyon.

'I'm… I'm such an idiot!' Simyon fought grinding his teeth.

His eyes were welling up, and the lump in his throat was getting larger by the moment.

'I'm such an idiot; I can't believe I didn't trust him, and then he goes and does something stupid like that. That damn idiot, that damn idiot! What am I supposed to do now!' Simyon thought.

A strong hit from a middle-stage warrior, and a direct hit, then falling from a large height, there was a low chance that Dame had survived, but there was still a chance.

In Safa's mind, maybe if she got to him, there would be some way for her to save him. With her skills, she would be able to do something, right?

However, how could they get away now? The statue was defeated, Dame was defeated; he might already be dead, but who knew.

They were all useless in front of this man. "I have to, though, I have to." Slowly Safa was shifting back, shuffling more and more.

Then, the eyes from Murkel were set right on her, making her stop dead in her tracks.

She wanted to move, and this time it wasn't the Qi that was affecting her.

"Let me ask you, madam, are you planning to quit as well?" Murkel asked, tensing his fist.

Safa's lips started to quiver; her body was shaking as she was unable to come up with the resolve to even answer.

'What do I do in this situation? I can't make him angry… I have to survive, right… but will he even let us go?' She started to think.

Her mind was conflicted with thoughts, and it felt like every single one of them was just waiting for their deaths.

Right from the fog, in that moment though, a figure was seen jumping up, and it had landed right in the center between the students and Murkel.

"Murkel Dockthron," Amir said with his hands held behind his back. "There has been some interesting changes happening, and it seems you have been doing a lot on your end."

Murkel was surprised, not to see Amir, but to see where he had come from.

"I suggest that we stop this at once and bring the students in; there is a lot that we need to discuss," Amir said.

Seeing Amir though, there was one question on a certain student's mind. She had gained the will to speak.

"Where's… where's Raze!" Safa shouted.