I regressed and became the Sword Ice King-Chapter 280 - - Festival 11- A Stormy Night

And so, with the ticking of the clock and the rotation of the earth, night had come.

The sun’s rays had been replaced by the luminance of the moon and its soft afterglow left a trail of white on the dark clouds.

The once busy Academy had turned silent with the solemn of the night, tales of the events that unfolded once before palpable with its vibrant decors.

The Lecture Halls had been adorned with ribbons and flags, signposts of their events displayed on the front of the buildings.

This decor reached other buildings including the Staff Building and the Hall Of Remembrance, a vivid reminder of the festivities and occasion.

A signpost had been displayed in front of the Hall Of Remembrance, showcasing the events to unfold once the day had come.

On this monumental night, the students were fast asleep in their dorms, the activities of the day rendering them listless.

These included students like Raph who had several things to do after the Festival had ended. Most especially, cleaning.

His room was eerily quiet as it should be and the wind blew in, striking the windows in a melodic hue.

The intensity of the wind suddenly picked up, the windows constantly banging on the walls of the building as a storm brewed in the skies.

The dark clouds began to spin, casting a shadowy embrace upon the buildings while the moon’s luminance was cut off from the academy.

This strange effect occurred suddenly, and with it came the howling of the wind as it spiralled across the pathway between the Hostels and Cafeteria.

A hollow cry swept through the skies, causing a stir of the elements as raindrops prepared to descend on the earth.

The sound escalated, cries of the wind shaking the foundation of the Buildings as the sounds of raindrops touching the earth rang through the skies.

While this phenomenon occurred, Raph remained unperturbed, until he wasn’t.

His eyes widened open, his gaze fixed on the ceiling as a lightning bolt streaked through the skies revealing masked figures hanging on his ceiling.

His breath evened, and his thoughts calculated as the figures suddenly sprung at him in unison, revealing deadly weapons from their shadowy figures.

He rolled over his bed, landing on the ground as he tilted to the left dodging a dagger by a hair’s breadth.

He grabbed the man’s arm, pulling him to the sides and slamming him against another that approached from the other side.

Their bodies collided as he swung both of them away, hitting the wall of the building and falling to the ground.

His sudden action took the others by surprise as their gazes hidden behind a red ogre mask sparked into realization.

"It’s just one of him. Circle round and take care of this".

Another said, hanging from the ceiling with a tight thread.

The others, a number Raph was yet to calculate, began to crawl around the room through the ceiling, a goal set in mind as the storm in the skies roared with a certain ferocity.

In all, Raph remained calm, his moon gaze exuding a calm demeanour as he stepped back towards the wall.

A dagger was suddenly thrown at him, its short blade forming a crescent arc through the air as Raph’s summoned sword struck it away.

He held out his blue double-blade katana exuding an icy embrace as the air crackled around him.

His gaze intensified as his body suddenly warped, appearing on the ceiling next to one of the cloaked men.

"Behind you!"

The scream of alert was for nought as Raph’s blade pierced through the skull of the cloaked man, sending shivers of pain down his body as it fell limply to the floor.

The sudden attack caught the men by surprise, but it was quickly overtaken as they rushed towards him in unison.

Raph jumped back to the ground, his feet landing squarely as he prepared his sword in an askance.

One cloaked figure suddenly appeared behind him, arriving from the shadows, two daggers aiming for Raph’s neck, but his body was suddenly enveloped in a gust of ice as Raph spun around and sliced him into two.

It fell limply to his sides as the room was filled with shadows of unknown diluted, each with a deadly weapon and a fixed motive.

Three emerged once again, two widening their palms as they prepared a spell, a fiery spark igniting on them.

Raphs gaze traced their movements like a night vision camera, a cold malevolence hiding in its depths as he closed the distance between them in a heartbeat.

The three assassins weren’t given the time to prepare their attacks as their heads were sent flying off, a trail of crimson blood following the afterimage of his sword.

"For a bunch of Assassin, you are weak".

His body suddenly erupted in a flow of aura, casting a condescending force upon the room as the Assassins fell flat to the floor from the force with a solid thud.

He released his aura afterwards giving them the freedom of their movements.

"Do better". He said before his body warped into the air once again.

The next few seconds were filled with warped movements of shadows and cries of pain as blood splurged across the corners of his room.

Raphs movement was a cold blur, icy trails following each action as he rushed through them, slicing his blade through their flesh.

His precision was made palpable by the number of heads he sent flying until the muffled screams of the Assassins died down.

By now, the rain had taken over the night, sending strong winds and powerful lightning to coarse through the skies.

The once peaceful night had been replaced by a sudden storm, one that would be recorded as the first since the founding of the Homeric Academy for Gifted Children.

Raph stood in the middle of his room, a lightning bolt coursing through the skies and illuminating the gory sight that surrounded him.

Dead bodies of men in black stacked at the corners of the room, as their blood oozed out to form puddles on his floor.

The walls had been repainted with the agony of the Assassins, their crimson blood telling tales of their death.

In all this horrific splendour, one man in black remained alive. His mask had been pulled off, and so were his limbs.

He was currently shivering in fear at the grasp of Raph’s cold stare.

His amputated stump was then frozen, preventing him from dying through blood lust.

Raph pulled him upwards, inches away from his face, a cold breath exuding out of his lips as he opened it to speak.

"Who sent you?"

The man shivered, his voice chattering and his eyes dilated.

"We-We didn’t know! We just took a job"

"A job?" Raph muttered, his intrigue peaked by the man’s statement.

"And what did you not know?"

"We…..we were told to kill the person who stayed in this room with as many of us as possible". He stammered, his teeth clattering against each other as he continued. "If we knew you were this powerful, then we would have called it off no matter the money".

"Hah…..interesting". Raph pulled his blade and, with a quick stab, took out the right eye of the man. "So you would have gone away with it if I hadn’t surpassed your expectations, eyy?"

"Aargh! My eye!" He screamed out in pure agony and terror as it was suddenly frozen, preventing blood from oozing out. Alas, no one could hear his scream. The rain made sure of it.

His body shook in fear, as it was pulled closer.

"You have a lot of body parts I can cut off, you know? So, better tell me everything you know….starting from who sent you"

"I-I really don’t know!" The man screamed again, heaving in pain with every breath.

"Not good enough". Raph stabbed his sword into the ground and instead slowly inserted his right index finger into the man’s left eye.

"Who sent you?"

"Aarg! Aaargh!!" His ragged screaming as he shook his head in an attempt to tear off the pain was made for nought. Blood oozed out in trinkles and then in larger amounts as he felt his eye pop out of his socket.

The agonizing pain that came next was nearly suffocating as it was frozen, yet again.

"Just imagine what kind of pain you would be in once I unfreeze all this? Huh? Do you really want to suffer all that? Talk".

Raph instructed the intensity in his eyes increasing as it glowed white in the darkness.

"It was two people–two of them! A man and a woman–I, I think they were"–

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The man’s words were suddenly cut off as a blade streaked through the skies, passed through his open window and struck him through his head.

The man’s body jerked in shock before all life left him through his lips and a surreal silence followed soon after.

Raph remained fixed on his position, his gaze flickering with intensity as he stared at the man’s head.

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It narrowed down on the dagger, his brow arching at the symbol attached to the hilt of it.

A few seconds passed, and his gaze sparked in realization before his head whipped to the window, his gaze staring into the distance.

It seemed like he was staring into the sky for what seemed like a good minute but what he saw was ephemeral to the human eye.

A smirk formed on his lips as his eyes narrowed, a cold hue exuding from his very being as he said.

"I.....SEE.....YOU".