The small group that had gone out early in the morning was returning through the gates of Repton, much to the shock and surprise of the people. They could see that Dame was left intact. His clothes were a little torn, but there were no serious injuries.

Not only that, but he had come back with other Pagna warriors with smiles on their faces. Nearly everyone who laid eyes on them had to stop for a moment as they took a second look.

"Hey, they're back. Did they not run into the Light Faction?" A bystander asked.

"Of course, they did. Can't you see the others? They've been hurt, and they are even carrying the dead who died. Be respectful." n-(1n

"The dead? But if they really did run into Beatrix, then why are so many of them still alive?"

It didn't take long for the news to spread of what had really occurred. After all, many bystanders had asked the warriors, and they happily replied that they had won against the Light Faction.

It was an achievement for them. To be able to protect the Demonic Faction and show their strength, so they said these words proudly.

"But how did you manage to beat Beatrix Highborn? How is that possible?" A bystander asked.

Two of the warriors looked at each other. "That was because of Dame, of course. He is more reliable than the rumors tell."

The general public was starting to see him in a new light, but one of the other warriors corrected him.

"It wasn't just Dame; it was thanks to those Qi pills we had earlier as well. They were really effective." The warrior said. "I think he said they were made by that Dark Magus person."

"Ah, you're right, they were amazing. I've never heard of him before, though."

The news of Dame being able to go head to head was more widespread throughout the city than the news of the Dark Magus, but details did start to appear here and there. Even some members of the Crimson Cane who were still in the city of Repton had heard of the news.

A man dressed in all black, a mask across his face, and two daggers by his side had overheard the conversation about the battle against the Light Faction. He was just casually sitting outside, enjoying his meal outside one of the many establishments.

'The Dark Magus had supported Dame and his group then. It seems that the relationship between the two might not be on the surface level but rather much deeper. If he managed to support them, doesn't that mean the Dark Magus is in this city? I should inform Alba about this as soon as possible.'

Rather than heading straight to the Neverfall Clan, Dame and his group had decided that it was best for them to head to a restaurant for some drinks and food. It was well-deserved, and he would be sure to make the Clan pay for this. Surely even his father would reward him and the others of the clan for the upset victory. The group was busy drinking away, and Dame had his arm around one of his teammates' shoulders.

"Hey, young master!" One of the young warriors called out, red-faced. "We've earned it. Do you think we should head to the brothel for a bit of fun? I heard that it feels different after one has been to battle with their life on the line."

Dame started to smirk right away, and his face was turning red as he already imagined how much fun he would have. Usually, he would mess around whenever he got the chance, but to actually reward himself after so much hard work for the first time, he was already imagining how satisfying it would all feel.

"Wait!" Dame slapped the top of his forehead and looked at his hands. Even right now, the gauntlets they were on, but due to the skill, they were being hidden or kept away. "I...I can't."

In the end, the times were extremely helpful, and Dame could already imagine how much stronger they would get as he increased as a Pagna warrior. If he could hold out for one day, then he should be able to hold out for several more; it was just doing the same thing over and over again.

Kirk, who had heard the words come out of the young master's mouth, had nearly dropped his drink.

"Young master, he's finally matured." Kirk nearly shed a tear.

A short while after, Fixteen had entered the establishment. He looked around, and it didn't take him long to discover where exactly he needed to go. All he had to do was follow the noise.

It seemed the warriors had also gotten some of the locals to join in on their shenanigans. Pushing through, Fixteen eventually got to Dame and knelt down, whispering in his ear.

"I went to the Dark Magus' room, but it appears as if he's not there." Fixteen informed. "It doesn't look like he's left either, as he hasn't checked out and paid the fee for another night at the place."

There was something else that Fixteen didn't say either. He had tried to look into the young warrior he had seen before, but when he had met with him, the news that he had learned of what had happened disturbed him a little.

'Was it the young master's father? He might have sent a high-tier warrior to help him without him knowing about it. To turn the tide of the fight if something went wrong? That's the most likely answer right now.'

"I have another message for you; it appears your father wishes to meet you, and now." Fixteen stated.

Almost immediately, the smile had disappeared right from Dame's face. He had almost sobered up in an instant and stood up from his seat. The others were having far too good of a time to even notice as the two of them went away.

After returning back from the little battle, Raze had entered his room, took a little break before heading out again. He didn't want to waste any time, as he wanted to learn more of the sword skills.

Exiting out of the city, he had gone to the same spot as he had done before. He had been practicing the sword formations for a while now and had managed to learn two of them. He perfected the forms first; this took the longest time.

Then with the forms but in the right amount of Qi. Then finally, he added the two things together and was striking a rather large rock in front of him. Doing the move correctly, Raze had managed to make a groove in the rock.

It was clearly a powerful strike, but it made him think.

"Maybe it will work now that I know one of the formations?" Raze thought.

Holding the sword with both hands above his head, Raze focused. Magic started to swirl around his arm, and then coated over the sword. It had a similar appearance to when one would use sword Qi, but this wasn't sword Qi.

It was wind magic added onto the sword.

"The devil's first formation, blood fall!" Raze said to himself as he took a step forward and swung down.

The moment the Qi went through his body and the strike, it had magnified the force of the wind magic as well, making it grow in size and color. It slashed right into the rock.

Now looking at it, Raze's sword hadn't just made a simple groove; it had cut right through it and stopped around halfway.

'The magic on the sword, it got stronger when Qi was added to the formation. I didn't even use any more mana; it was the Qi that supplied the magic making it an even stronger attack... magic and Qi working together like this is a lot more effective than I thought.'

Raze smiled, looking at his hand, and clenched his fist. He took the sword out of the rock and got into the same stance again.

He then held the sword up above his head, and magic started to swirl around his hand and swirl around the sword, but it wasn't wind magic; this time, it was Dark magic.

"Magic and martial arts combining together, they work in harmony. Just what type of cheat is this!" Raze smiled as he swung his sword down.