Dark Magus Returns

He held it with both hands, and Dark magic swirled around the sword. ʼEclipse Strike!ʼ

With the push and the Lightning-enchanted sword, the strike was heavy.

ʼThis is the strike that took down the Behemoth Clan middle-

stage warrior, and Iʼve grown since then. I might not be in the same state, but this should be enough!ʼ

The sword clashed into the heavy fist, and out from the sword, a heavy large strike of Darkness had extended out. It pushed Feebieʼs fist, and she could feel a heavy weight right in her feet.

The ground beneath her had been crushed, and she could feel the skin peeling apart from her knuckles. The attack had broken through the wrap, but quickly she had pushed forward and then jumped to the side, allowing the rest of the strikeʼs energy to hit the ground.

Lifting up her leg, she kicked Raze as hard as she could on his side, seeing him flying in the distance. His body bounced on the ground a couple of times until he had eventually hit one of the large green trees.

Raze was on the floor, he was struggling to breathe, more so than usual. The wind had been knocked out of his body, and he had summoned quite the strong attack that was already affecting him.

It was hurting; he was trying hard to breathe in, but it wasnʼt working. His muscles, they werenʼt listening to him, that was until the soothing effect of the blazer started to come over him again, soothing his pain slightly.

Finally, he managed to get a small sliver or gasp of air. ʼEven If I can use my strength to the fullest for a few moments, the Clanʼs power is so versatile and she seems used to fighting. This is nothing like when I went against Dame.ʼ

Meanwhile, at the same time, Feebie hadnʼt gone straight after Raze, because she was surprised by what had happened once again. The wrapping, it was torn completely, cut making it half the size.

When was the last time her special wrappings had been damaged like that? And it wasnʼt the only damage that had occurred. Even on her fist, directly from her skin blood was dripping onto the floor, and onto the sand.

”That sword technique, Iʼve seen it before. Itʼs the Dark Edge Sword Arts, the sword arts which belonged to the Noctis Clan, the original founder of the Dark Faction. Why do you know such a thing?” Feebie shouted and asked.