Hearing the voice in his head, Raze felt like he was forcefully awakened, almost pulled out of a trance. His body was immediately alert to the sounds and the space around him. It didn't take long for him to lock eyes and see what was in his room.
Its figure was human-shaped, right up against the corner of the wall, dressed in all black clothing. It was hard to see exactly what the clothing was like due to there being no light, apart from what little entered the room through the letterbox-styled window.
'An intruder, how did he manage to get in? And get in without making a sound that would wake me?' Raze thought.
Either way, it was clear that an intruder wasn't good news. No one would come in the middle of the night to wish one good luck and a happy journey. What was odd, though, was the man's hand hovering by his side, his fingers twitching as it inched slowly closer.
'What is he trying to do? Why does this feel like a type of standoff?' Raze thought in his head.
A memory had returned to him. Back at the mage academy, they would often play these types of games where the two of them would stand at either end of a room, not speaking, waiting for the other to react and then casting a spell. The first one to cast a spell would be the victor.
'I don't know why I'm remembering such things at a time ... and in those situations, I would always lose.'
The distance was too far for him to use his Pagna skills as well, so magic was his best bet. When it came to speed, wind magic was faster than Dark Magic.
The man suddenly reached out to his side and pulled out a small metal object. Raze didn't get a clear view of it, but he decided to roll to the side.
"A small gust!" Raze shouted as he rolled.
The man moved the object facing Raze and pulled on a small metal part on the object. A muffled, slightly high-pitched sound came out, and immediately Raze felt a great pain in his shoulder.
"Gah!" Raze grunted, feeling his blood pouring from him.
The wind magic had still left his hand, though, and it had hit the man, banging him right against the wall. The man pointed the object toward Raze again and started to fire at him repeatedly.
Raze moved to the side using the two-step shift. He had avoided most of whatever it was trying to hit him, when he had been caught right in the foot. The object went right through him like nothing. His special body of a Stage 2 Pagna warrior was nothing when it came to whatever this was.
"Screw you, Dark Pulse!" Raze shouted out.
Jumping out of the way, the Dark Pulse had missed, but it hit the wall, breaking it apart immediately. The sound of the destruction quickly caught the attention of others.
It would be hard for anyone not to be woken up by that sound.
The man looked panicked, twisting and turning his head, unsure about what to do. Now, with the light from the outside shining on him, Raze could see that he was in odd clothing. Clothing he had never seen before. It didn't look like it was from Pagna, nor Alterian either. It was relatively thick and had several pockets all over the place.
Not only that, but the man's face was covered in dark paint to keep his presence completely hidden.
What Raze could see now, though, was the object that he was using. It was metal with a handle and a long barrel at the end, attached to it was another round cylinder object.
"What's going on?" Dame asked as he exited his room. Soon the others followed, coming out one by one.
However, there were a couple of people that were closest and were there before anyone. Bursting out of the room next door, a large figure could be seen rolling on the ground. When he got to the side of the hallway, he held up an object similar to the attacker's and pointed it right at the man in black.
"Stay right where you are and don't move, or I will shoot!" Himmy shouted to the man.
Just behind Himmy, standing by the doorway where they had come from was Charlotte. She had both of her hands held out, as if she was ready to act at any time.
Seeing as there was no way out, the man felt like he had no choice. He pulled a round object off his belt and quickly detached a small pin as he dropped it to the ground.
Immediately, Himmy's eyes widened. "Everyone, get out of here, run!" Himmy shouted.
A few seconds passed, and soon after, a large explosion went off in the room. Dust and smoke were all over the place. More of the hallway walls had been broken, and fragmented pieces of sharp objects could be seen all over the walls.
When the smoke finally settled, there was no sign of the man in black, and there was none of his blood on the ground either, meaning there was a good chance he had gotten away.
"Is everyone okay?" Charlotte asked quickly. She had used part of her magic that wouldn't seem so obvious to blow the smoke away. It looked like everyone was unhurt, as their warning had come in time.
That was apart from Raze, who had two bullet wounds in his body. He wasn't severely injured, but he had been shot twice. His body was covered in dust, and everyone soon turned to look at him. They could see him bleeding, a strange sight for someone who had just toppled the very best in the school.
'With his foot and shoulder bleeding, Raze was more concerned with what just happened. 'Who was that, why were they after my life, and why the heck did he have a weapon that was just like Himmy's?'