Raze had already used a lot of mana, and Qi in his fight against Murkel. He was pushing himself, even taking Qi pills and mana pills during the fight. Only small amounts rather than the cursed pills.
It was painful for him to move, as he was forcing his body to go beyond what it could. Using the Ten Descending Steps in succession took a lot of Qi, and took a toll on his body. Honestly it was somewhat what Raze was relying on to finish the fight and yet it hadn't done so.
Thankfully with the Lux Sword and the blazer, he was in a better condition. It was helping his body heal from the down side of already having used a Cursed Qi pill and now using regular pills to supplement his mana and Qi.
Regardless of it all, he was now in the current situation, where the fight was still continuing on, and he was unable to finish off the opponent in front of him.
"The Dark Magus, Ha!" Murkel laughed. "You are saying that, like your name means something, you will never be like Bofan!"
To the Light Faction that was listening, as well as the others around, they found it strange for Murkel to mention the Dark Faction's founder's name. The way he was speaking, it was as if he directly knew Bofan, but judging by the time frame it should have been impossible, yet no one knew Murkel's past.
Raze was taking in what Murkel was saying though.
'Bofan Klikola, the founder of the Dark Faction, but that wasn't all he was. It's more than likely, he was a man that found himself in the same situation as me. A mage from Alterian that was sent to the world of Pagna.'
'Spending some time here, he had founded his own faction and also made his own clan. In particular I had found his clan's martial arts, and with it Alterian writing, teaching one the true way to use the Dark Edge Sword Arts Formations, with magic.'
'So far whenever I've been in a pickle, it's these arts that have managed to save me. Their powerful techniques that I've used. His years of research have clearly been displayed and he is someone that I have to look up to just based on his achievements with the arts alone.'
'Past the four formations, I haven't even been able to learn the ones more advanced than that.'
Judging from what Murkel was saying, he could tell that as well. The other four formations were much more complicated to use.
'Regardless, what Murkel is saying is right. I'm just using his findings, I never spent the time trying to learn my own Pagna arts, making my own martial art. I also never tried to combine magic and the arts in the same way as the Dark Edge Sword Arts did.'
'I was just taking everything I found, as if I was rushing toward my goal.'
Raze hadn't been in the world of Pagna for long, not by anyone's standards, but in his rush to get stronger quicker, he had also made enemies far quicker than he imagined.
He had to keep pushing himself in the world just to survive each day. That was when the book fell into his lap. It felt like when he opened a book, and went to the back and found the answers right there in front of him.
Rather than working out what needed to be done, or learning about the calculations, instead he went to the back of the book, to easily get what was needed to be done.
'I wasn't usually the type of person to take shortcuts, I usually try to analyse every situation, doing what I can to get out of it.' Raze told himself. 'And now, because of my impatience, I am paying for it dearly.'
In a lot of cases, Raze started to think, there were perhaps multiple ways that he could have avoided this clash with Murkel. Sure with his goal, the two of them might have clashed some day, but if it was later, then the situation they were in now might have not occurred.
'I let the anger get the better of me when we were in that assessment. I decided to get close to people when there was no need to, and in order to make their lives better, and to take them away from the trouble in front of them, now I'm risking my whole life, and risking my whole goal with it.'
Looking into the stands, he stared at Safa, Simyon, Liam, and went on to look at Dame, Rayna, and the rest of the Crimson Crane, all the people that had helped him get to where he was today.
All of the people that he should have forgotten about. Even now, Raze was sure he could do something if he wanted to get out of this situation. There were many times when Raze had to run from the Grand Magus, and live to fight another day.
Yet right now, that wasn't what he wanted to do.
Raze covered both of his hands in the dark purple magic, and when the magic encased his swords, they both disappeared and only Raze hands were by his side now.
"I am the Dark Magus!" Raze exclaimed, pulling out his arm, and with it, another Cursed pill had appeared in his hand. Alba and the others had a bad feeling about what they were seeing.
They remembered the last time he had used more than one Cursed pill in a row. It had caused devastating effects and he was out for around a week. There was a good chance that he might never wake up again.
Raze knew this as well and regardless he placed the pill into his mouth, and the energy started to surround his entire body, surging it with great power once again.
'I will fight the way I fought before.' Raze thought.
Raze's eyes started to glow slightly purple as he looked directly at Murkel.
"I am not Bofan, and I will show you how I got my name!"