Dark Magus Returns

Anna was doing fairly well fighting against two of the warriors. With her solid body, she didn’t have to worry about getting hit with the dagger so much.

Her body was able to withstand the attacks without taking too much damage. Still, she would avoid taking head-on strikes and fist attacks.

The techniques used by the clan’s fists seemed to be stronger than the dagger. However, more people had entered the room.

They stormed in, split up, aiding those that needed help, and now, it meant in front of her, Anna was dealing with four instead of two.

The trouble was increasing, and so were the hits on her body. She had blocked two of the daggers and then received a deep hit right in her stomach; her feet were lifted in the air for a moment before she grabbed onto one of the heads of the attackers in front of her and swung her head back.

Another attack came from the side, and in a desperate attempt to help her, the no-name man threw his sword out.

When the sword hit, it had practically bounced off his back because the Qi being used by the warrior was far superior.

However, it was enough distraction to allow Anna to back away slightly and wipe her mouth. When looking at her hand, she could see a smudge of blood.

‘It’s been a long time since this has happened; their hits must have pretty strong Qi,’ Anna said to herself.

The attacks were relentless; they could feel that Anna was finally on the back foot, and they didn’t want to give up.

Anna pushed forward, knocking the strikes away and positioning her foot, but then another came relatively close with a fist aimed right at her head.

That was until the warrior could feel something. He lifted his hands to cover himself, and following a loud bang, was heard.

The man was then hit by Anna’s fist, sending him sliding across the room and back into the hallway.

“What was that before… that stung a bit,” the warrior said, shaking his arms about. Looking at the floor, he could see a small piece of metal.

Then, through the people they were targeting, one of them was holding a strange device in his hand that was pointed at the others.

“Well, the gun didn’t work, which was somewhat expected,” Himmy said, pulling the stick out of his mouth. “But using weapons like these won’t disturb this world.”

Right after saying those words, Himmy started to target another one of the warriors; he fired away, giving openings for Anna to do her work, and it seemed to work, as she pulled the head back of one of the warriors and smashed it right on his throat.

However, the bullets weren’t doing a lot of damage as the Qi in those that were attacking was strong enough to protect themselves from the bullets; it was just short bursts of pain for the warriors.

Raze, now having to go up against three of the warriors, was struggling even more. He swung his sword and would be able to hit them away with his strength and techniques, but they would keep coming at him.

He was carefully stepping away and was trying to keep an eye on the chalice that was filling up.

“Himmy, give me permission!” Raze shouted again.

Usually, Raze would just take things into his own hands, and he was thinking of doing that, but he wanted to be on Alter’s good side.

Going against them would cause a whole bunch of problems.

Right next to him, Bargo was now fighting against three; similarly to Anna, he could block the attacks coming from two, but once in a while, he would get struck by a third.

Ivor had tried desperately to help, but he had been grabbed by the face and thrown right into the ground.

Slowly, he was getting up, and could see there were now several more wounds on his body. He had been stabbed in the leg, in both shoulders, on the arm, and more.

Yet still, Bargo was standing strong in the face of it all.

Bargo stayed in his position and blocked a punch head-on, holding onto a fist. He then swung his sword, hitting another in the way.

When a third dagger strike came at him, he went forward, allowing it to stick in his arm as he kicked the attacker in the stomach.

“Arghh!” Bargo shouted. “This was not what I expected when I signed up for this. I knew there would be some fun, but not this much fun.”

Ivor lying on the ground, his body beyond hurt for him to even do anything, he felt useless. So far, all he had done was get in the way of the others.

“Sh*t!” Ivor was beyond frustrated. “What are you doing!”

Now, Ivor had turned to look at the man named Himmy, the one that Raze had been looking at.

“I don’t care what it is, but if it will help us win this fight, give him permission to use his power, old man!” Ivor screamed at the top of his lungs.

It was a scream that came out of the will of pure survival, words that were said in hopes that something could be done.

Right then and there, Raze could see it as well; the third gem on the chalice had lit up. More blood had poured into the chalice. Still, nothing was happening just yet, but with no more lights to light up, he was sure that something would happen soon.

Himmy, though, despite hearing what was being said and Raze’s request, didn’t say anything.

Anna was blocking the hits from the three warriors, and carefully aiming, he went to pull the trigger again. That was until he heard a clicking sound.

He reached into his inner pocket and released something.

“I’m out of bullets,” Himmy said, frustrated.

Now, without Himmy helping out Anna, she was on the back foot again. He looked around the room.

He could see Anna struggling, the man named Bargo barely holding on, with Ivor wounded on the ground.

And Raze, although doing well, it wasn’t enough to push back those that were attacking him.

Himmy was looking at the situation and could see what was happening with the chalice. He wasn’t stupid; he had come up with the same conclusion as Raze had done.

Whatever it was that this group was trying to do, they were close to getting it done.

‘Even if I allow them to use magic, will anything change? All of these warriors are incredibly strong. It was no wonder the last Alter group got eliminated.’

‘We’re hanging on by a single thread right now.’

Himmy looked to Charlotte, who had been by his side the longest, and she had given a little nod while raising her hands.

“If we’re going to lose this anyway, then I might as well go using everything we have,” Charlotte answered, as if she could read his mind.

“You’re right,” Himmy replied. “I’m quite a stubborn person when it comes to things, and in the first place, I was never one for rules.”

Raising his hand in the air, Himmy let in a large amount of air and yelled out the following orders.

“All members of Alter, you have permission to use everything in your power!”