Chapter 362 The Last of the Main Disciples
The small poison blade had bounced off Raze's clothing and fallen onto the floor. A small clang was heard as the knife hit the ground.
It was quite clear that the blazer he had worn, which had a hidden trait like Dame's gauntlets, had activated. A strong energy barrier was created that would reflect magical attacks and physical attacks as well, to a degree.
When fighting against the middle-stage warrior in the Neverfall Clan, the blazer had activated back then as well. It stopped the slashes of a sword from piercing his clothing and skin, but the strength from the Qi and the impact itself couldn't be stopped. The attacks still flung Raze around the room, and the Qi still hit his body.
In this instance, the Qi that was placed in the blade and thrown wasn't strong enough to do anything, which is why it had given off the image as if the blade had just fallen onto the floor.
Looking at it on the ground, Raze could see it had been laced with something. He had been observant around a particular person that dealt with poisons in and out, and had a few conversations with him as well.
'When I was a mage, the number one thing to winning a battle was thinking ahead. Trying to guess their next move and using the spells to build up your attacks.'
There was a small window of reaction, trying to figure out what spell was best to counter another, but not like this.
'I didn't expect something like this to be used. The world of Pagna is very dangerous.'
Raze was right, and poison was something that was frequently used in the world of Pagna. The clans were surrounded by people wishing to take their position at any time.
One closest to you could slowly poison you over time, making you sick and weak, or create a potent poison that would take you out in one go from a drink or slash.
It was a power that was deadly and transcended the levels of stages. A stage 2 warrior going up against a stage 4 warrior with poison, the battle could be very different.
However, as one increased through the stages, one's body got stronger and stronger, so the poison needed to be used needed to be stronger as well.
Thinking about what could have happened, Raze started to walk towards her. Lisa was frightened; from every ally she had in this place, there was now no one to help her.
"You were confident that small blade would kill me, and judging by your reaction, I would guess it was laced with poison," Raze commented.
Ricktor picked up the small blade and held it in the light. He then turned it left and right, and he could see traces of dried liquid on it.
Dame was saying this out of concern. He truly did see the Dark Magus as an ally; he saw Raze as someone who they could build up a future with together.
Which is why he didn't want him to go a step too far. The clans were ruthless, but there were just some lines that one didn't cross.
Taking the energy of your enemies or those trying to kill you, Dame could accept, but if he started to just take the energy of those who were strong.
Or target those with power just to increase his own, that was too far for Raze.
"When I said those words to everyone, I was talking to them, not about me," Raze replied. "I've already gone too far, more than once..."
"I'm already a lost one, but I am me. I know I can at least trust myself."
Raze looked like he was ready to head back down the hallway, back into the seclusion room after all that. He thought he might have stayed with the others, talked about what had happened.
There was a part of Dame that felt like he was seeing more of Raze, seeing him relax with the others more, but since his return, it was almost like something had happened.
Something had brought him slightly back to the Darkness he had inside him.
"Raze, does this mean that you don't trust anyone?" Dame asked.
"It was trust in the past that got me so hurt in the first place," Raze replied.
"If you live a life like that, a life where you can't trust anyone, then that is not a life worth living."
"I know," Raze answered, and almost immediately he felt something in his stomach.
He went down to one knee, as he could feel a surge of power inside of him. The energy he had absorbed he could feel it, it was settling into his dantian.
Sweat was coming off his body, and it was slightly black in color.
"I can feel it... after absorbing Lisa... I'm growing, I'm becoming a 6th stage warrior!"
