The king, the messenger, and one of the army's top generals-all of them had fallen in the battle to try and take over the town of Flendon.
It was the first time in a long while that a kingdom had tried to attack a Pagna warrior clan. It was hard to call it a real clan, though, because the only clan present in the town was the Crimson Crane.
Yet, what the world knew was the two leaders were the Dark Magus and Rayna. Regardless, the first attack that had broken the pact resulted in a plete failure on the citizens' side.
The repercussions of what had occurred were unknown, apart from the fact that the Doclet Kingdom had fallen.
Raze handed back the sword he had borrowed from Kizer and continued to walk back to the town of Flendon. As he did, the rest quickly followed him, starting to run by his side.
"Raze..." Rayna began, but paused. She wasn't sure what to say. Should she thank him for helping them, for defending the town from a great attack, or try to warn him about what he'd done?
"What... are you going to do now?" Simyon eventually asked.
"With them, nothing. You can send a message to Mayor Yarlston that they can e to collect their dead. We won't intervene," Raze answered. "After defeating one of the top Demonic Faction Clans and fending off an attack from the city, I doubt we'll be attacked again."
"There is a chance, though, right?" Ricktor said. "The pact was broken. Maybe Divine beings from another realm will e down. Maybe this will lead to some kind of meeting between the warrior clans and the rest."
"It's not my issue," Raze replied. "I'm not a Pagna warrior; I'm not from this world. I'm just doing what I want to do, and I have more important things to worry about."
"Right now, no Divine beings have dropped from the sky, and no one is attacking us at the moment. So I don't think we have anything to worry about."
It was hard for the group to argue with that. Everything certainly seemed settled, though it felt like there might be more to e.
However, Raze had already heard these worries from the two brothers of the Neverfall Clan, yet he was sensing something strange was occurring, and he couldn't quite put his finger on it.
'Before, a high level of magic would cause a rupture; I would see openings of portals. Yet I broke through during the fight with the Behemoth Clan, and nothing happened. I used massive amounts of magic, and still, nothing happened.'
'It feels like the entire world of Pagna is changing-even beyond what the warriors knew.'
Originally, Raze had planned to go to Belil sooner or later anyway, because he was certain that Belil was the one most likely to know where the Golden Globe was.
Eventually, the entire group returned from the battlefield and entered the town again. As they walked through the streets, members of the public cheered and shouted with joy.
They were mainly shouting the Dark Magus's name and chanting words of thanks for him protecting them. Rayna and the others felt a little awkward because it almost felt like they were being praised as well.
Even though they had done next to nothing, they continued to follow Raze, wondering what he was going to do next until they saw him enter the town hall.
He had returned, and Andy and Yarlston were there, already waiting for him.
"What happened? Did the army retreat?" Andy asked.
"Yes," Raze said as he took out a piece of chalk and started to draw on the floor of one of the main reception rooms.
"Then what about the Doclet kingdom? Do we have to worry about them? I heard someone even spotted the king," Yarlston asked.
"We don't have to worry about them; the king is dead," Raze answered as he continued drawing on the floor.
"What a relief," Yarlston sighed, until his eyes almost popped out of his head. "Wait- DEAD?"
"He's not lying," Alba said. "We saw it with our own eyes. It's true; you don't have to worry about them or an army ing to attack. I think the town of Flendon might be at peace for a while."
It was hard for them to believe, but they had already heard the news of what Raze had done at the lake. Knowing that, they wondered if it was really far-fetched.
It was then that Raze finished drawing the circle on the floor.
"Everyone, I've made my decision," Raze announced. "I will be sending you all back to the Dark Faction for now. The town of Flendon is safe.
"Once I'm done with my meeting with the Neverfall Clan, I will return. When you get back, help the people as much as needed... they need it."
They weren't sure what Raze meant, but before they could ask, he was already speaking to
Anna.
"I need you to do me a favor as well," Raze requested. "Can you look for Charlotte for me? Bring her to the Dark Faction and make sure she's safe."
Safa wanted to say more; she wanted to ask if she could stay with Raze or e with him, but before anyone could speak, Raze had already placed his hands together.
He used his magic, activating the circle. As he saw the light cover their entire bodies, he threw a small statue to Safa, who caught it.
"That's yours, not mine," Raze said.
The last thing Safa saw was the smile on Raze's face as the others teleported and returned to the main room of the Academy.
The wooden floors, the slanted roof-it was a familiar place to them, but they were still unsure about what Raze had said to them and why he had said it.
It didn't take long, though, until Zon suddenly appeared right in front of the group. "You've returned. My system detected two other users here," Zon explained. "Where's Raze?"
"He isn't with us. He said he would e later," Anna replied.
"That's not good—I have something to tell him... I know where the Golden Globe is."
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