Raze continued to stare at the hallway where the mysterious man known as Zon had left from. Nothing was there, and it didn't seem like something would turn up, but as he continued to look, images were appearing in his head.
'I couldn't do anything, even though I finally became a three-star mage,' Raze thought to himself.
The images that were playing in his head were if he had acted. If he had thrown out a Dark pulse, he could see the man avoiding the attack, and before he could even react with his Pagna warrior techniques, the red sword would have been thrust right through his stomach.
Raze tried to play the scene again. Trying to use his wind powers, then trying what limited amount of ice powers he could use as well. This continued, but every time, the result seemed like it would end up the same.
