Chapter 609 You, pass on the message
"I do remember," were the soft words that came out of Fin's mouth. The nightmare that had occurred daily in his head had become a reality; the person was in front of him.
Yet doubts started to creep into his mind. What if this wasn't him? Was the person that had attacked them back then really so young?
Not just that, but maybe they were safe with their plan? If Fin was going to die anyway, then the only way for him to protect himself from what was going to happen would be to kill him now.
All of the strong members of the clan were present, including the leaders.
However, this thought almost quickly went out of his head as he made eye contact with Raze, and for that moment, everything was almost a blur.
"Start!" Halan ordered.
Pritter charged toward Raze, having drawn his sword trying to get a jump on him. Raze had yet to pull out his sword, leaving the Elders to believe that the poison had worked.
Effortlessly, Raze avoided the strike. He grabbed onto Pritter's head, and then with his might, lifted his body and threw him onto the floor.
The back of his head crashed into the ground; a strike would kill an ordinary man. Thankfully, the student was a Pagna warrior, and he would recover from this.
The crowd of onlookers were stunned into silence. For something like this to happen, there had to be a large difference in strength.
Pritter was a fourth-stage warrior. How could this have happened? What they had just witnessed was the difference between a middle-stage and an initial-stage warrior, as well as a difference in experience and skill.
Seeing what had just happened, Seran looked at the Clan Head and gave a slight nod.
"We have no choice now."
Seran had charged in herself quickly with her sword, and at the same time, everyone else did as well. Seeing this, the three women with Raze were ready to help, but he stopped them from coming closer.
"I've got this," Raze said.
"I remember, I remember!" Fin cried out. "But why, why did you have to do this?"
It was then that Raze said the same words he had said not too long ago.
"The apple doesn't fall too far from the tree."
"Now I understood what you meant before," Anna said as she came over. "Your clan can only blame themselves for what happened."
"I have no clue what happened between the two of you, but it's clear that you know each other, but there is one fact. All of you guys here had coordinated an attack; it was quite clear that all of you had planned from the beginning to attack us as soon as the battle was lost."
"The only person that didn't know about this plan was Pritter."
Anna assumed that's why he had been left alive compared to the rest, but she couldn't really tell what Raze was thinking.
"All of you would have killed us without a second thought, so why are we doing this? We are just doing what you would have done to us if you hadn't done this; then you would have lived today."
Anna was right in her assessment; Raze was going to leave them alone, perhaps give a little scare to Fin. Although he had tried to kill him in the past, he wasn't a current threat.
And looking at him right now, Raze thought the same way.
"You will be left as the messenger of the clan. You probably are the highest-ranking member in the clan. You can inform the Demonic Faction Academy that Pritter is going to pull out, and in its place, they will be sending a student that's a part of the Crimson Crane."
"You mean you're going to let me live?" Fin asked, his voice laced with disbelief. Was he escaping death for the second time? Were there actually such things as gods looking over him?
"You are the messenger, and keeping you alive will make sure that more don't try to do what you did today. By keeping you alive, it will keep my hands clean."
Walking away, Fin didn't quite understand, but he later realized just like before, he lived each day with fear, and it was even greater than before.
With that done, Raze had now become an official participant in the Martial Arts Tournament, and tomorrow would be the day... the gathering of the three factions.