The atmosphere grew heavy the moment Raze stepped forward. Dark magic swirled around him in thick, suffocating waves, seeping into the ground and staining the air itself.
The Central Academy students had already seen Kelly wield the same energy, and now they saw it envelop the white-haired Wilton student as if it were second nature. It left them unsettled in a way that fire or lightning never could. This wasn't borrowed power. This was corruption made flesh.
"He's… he's using a sword?" Bones muttered, wide-eyed, as a blade materialized in Raze's hand, forged entirely from dark magic and Qi. "But he never used one in the events. Is he… a magic swordsman?"
"Does that even matter right now?" another student snapped. "He's using Dark Magic. That means… he's with the Dark Guild. What the hell is going on?!"
