Dark Magus Returns

Brack had tried talking to them, to avoid a fight that he knew he had no chance of winning, but it failed, which was as expected. Despite knowing that he was going to lose, he wasn't going to run away, and he wasn't going to abandon Raze.

Brack charged forward, and then started to run to the side. He glanced over his shoulder making sure Raze's body was at least not behind him.

"Making the first move, like you think this is a proper fight?" Fing said as he continued to drink from his gourd, and then wiped his mouth.

Right after, he jumped from his position, and gathered powerful Qi energy in his body.

Like a shooting star he positioned right where Brack was and dived right towards him. Brack had stopped moving and braced himself as Fing crashed in front of him and the ground cracked right through his force. A few chippings from the floor had hit from the side here and there, but he did well to keep his eyes open.

He saw an opening and struck with his fists left and right.

'I'm a middle stage warrior now, I'm at the same stage as them, so I should be able to do something!'

There was one thing that Brack was good at as well, and that was his foot techniques. He quickly moved from his position and appeared by Fing's side but just like the additional two punches, all of them were effortlessly avoided by Fing.

His body was relaxed and fluid, which didn't match the scorn that he had continued on his face, avoiding each of the hits. Until eventually Fing grabbed onto Brack's hand.

"Did you think because you were a middle stage warrior that you could stop us now? There is a large difference between us and you, that can't be made up just like this!"

Brack went to throw another hand, which was immediately grabbed by Fing, and then he twisted them down with ease. At the same time though, Brack then kicked his legs into the ground.

It was an odd choice of attack, one that Fing didn't even understand because the kick wasn't directed at him but instead was directed to the ground. It was only later that a rise of Qi was felt coming from the ground and felt on Fing's hands.

It forced him to let go of Brack in that moment as he was left confused by the invisible force. As Fing was wondering what was going on, Brack was seen with his hands holding onto what looked like the air, and swinging it, the next thing Fing knew he felt like a physical punch hit him right across the face.

It swung his head to the side, but he still hadn't moved from his position.

Fing slowly raised his hand at his cheek.

"What are these cheap tricks of yours?" Fing asked.

Right now, Brack was using the special technique of the Behemoth Clan, taught to the upper members. A constant stream of Qi that could be controlled like that of a snake from one's body.

He held both hands in the air, and then swung them together and now two giant snake-like Qi objects were coming right at Fing.

'The element of surprise is all I have in this fight, so I need to do as much as I can before he can get used to it.'

Fing was still standing in place as the Qi was coming to strike him, and at the last moment he stretched out both of his hands. His fingers were curled like claws and he held them up in the air.

Brack could feel it, the sweat running down the side of his face.

'He's captured my Qi, even though he couldn't see it, he figured out its trick already and is holding onto it.'

"I can't believe I let someone of your caliber toy with me." Fing said as he closed his curled fingers and balled his hand into a fist. Immediately both of the invisible giant Qi snakes had broken.

Before Brack could do anything else as well, Fing was already upon him, and struck hard right at the back of his head, causing his eyes to roll to the back of his head and his body to slam into the hard ground.

"Come on Han, we have a job to do." Fing said.

Han jumped over to where Fing was, and now the two of them were looking at Raze who was still on the floor. They had taken two steps toward him before they stopped, feeling a surge of Qi from behind.

"I won't let you get to him!" Brack shouted.

When they turned around they could see Brack with his hand held out. He had used his special Qi trait again, creating a giant snake that wrapped around their bodies.

Han then pulled out his flute, and started to blow sharply into it. While Brack was standing there now he was on the receiving end of attacks that couldn't be seen.

His body was getting cut up left and right, was getting hit and pounded, blood came rushing out of his mouth, but he still stood there, standing his ground, despite all of the attacks on him.

"This guy is so annoying!" Fing shouted as he rushed over. Fing then pulled his hands back and held them behind his back.

While Han had placed his flute away and was now standing right in front of him.

"There was no reason for us to take care of you." Han said. "And in a way, our father already saved your life once, so we wanted to respect him by saving your life again, but I guess you just made us realize that our father is now dead."

"He no longer has any wishes left for us to follow, so we will make our own choice. Since you are so stubborn we will take your life."

Han raised his hand, a strike to the heart or head would kill Brack on the spot, and with Fing holding both of his hands there was no way for him to escape.

"What did I say... What did I say... about touching him." A voice said from behind.

All Han could see was the shocked, wide-eyed look from his brother, along with the sound of his heartbeat.

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