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Wednesday, 23 November 1789, 8:50pm
Country: Eldoria
Location: Helios Academy, Hidden Basement
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The figure stood before me, their hood casting a veil of darkness over their face. I could feel the weight of their presence, an imminent threat that sent a chill down my spine. As they spoke, their voice reverberated through the chamber, sending echoes of warning and malice.
“I see you’ve come, Loid and Angela. Your interference ends here,” the figure declared with an unsettling calmness.
*CRACK*
The sound of bones snapping resonated in the air as the figure’s power manifested. From the darkness, four large shadowy hands emerged, each one grabbing hold of my limbs and clamping tightly around my mouth, rendering me immobile and mute.
*GROAN*
I struggled against the suffocating grip of the shadowy hands, my eyes wide with alarm. I tried to speak, to use my psychokinetic abilities, but I was rendered helpless. The figure’s power was overwhelming, surpassing my own.
As the figure restrained me, their hand covering my mouth, a sinister gas seeped from their touch, permeating the air around me. Its insidious tendrils invaded my senses, causing my strength to wane and a numbing sensation to spread throughout my body.
As the gas flowed through me, my body finally paralyzed. Panic coursed through my veins as I realized the extent of the figure’s power. My mind raced, searching for a way to break free from this nightmarish situation.
As I fought against my restraints, my gaze flickered toward Angela, hoping she could intervene. But as if taunting my desperation, the figure swiftly moved toward her.
Angela, witnessing Loid’s predicament, attempted to unleash her pyrokinetic powers, summoning flames to combat the shadow’s hold on her friend. But before she could strike, the shadows moved with remarkable speed.
*SWISH
In an instant, the shadow figure materialized beside Angela—shimmer. With a single, devastating blow, he struck her square in the gut.
*THUD
Angela was thrown backward, her body crashing against the chamber’s wall. The impact caused cracks to spider web across the stone.
*CRACK!
Gasping for breath and struggling to regain her composure, Angela fought against the pain that wracked her body. She knew she had to protect Loid, even if it meant facing this shadow figure alone.
Gathering her strength, Angela rose to her feet. Flames danced around her fingertips, their intensity growing with each passing moment. She gripped her spear tightly, ready to unleash her pyrokinetic fury.
“Stay away from him!” Angela shouted, her voice laced with determination.
The shadow figure turned his attention toward Angela, his obscured face seeming to smirk beneath the hood. He slowly advanced, as if toying with her, his every step accompanied by an eerie silence.
*FOOTSTEPS
<Scorching Torrent>
Angela unleashed a torrent of fire toward the shadow, casting bright light upon the chamber.
*WHOOSH
But the shadows seemed to absorb the flames, leaving the figure unscathed.
*SIZZLE
Undeterred, Angela shifted her strategy, focusing her pyrokinetic power into a concentrated sphere of searing heat. With a swift motion, she hurled the fiery projectile toward the shadow figure.
<Fireball>
*WHOOSH
The sphere collided with the figure, engulfing him in a fiery blaze—roar. But to Angela’s astonishment, the flames dissipated, leaving the shadow figure unharmed.
*FIZZLE
Angela’s heart pounded in her chest as panic threatened to consume her. She had never encountered an adversary who could withstand her pyrokinetic onslaught. She glanced at Loid, still restrained by the shadows, and desperation welled up within her.
*HEARTBEAT
Suddenly, a surge of determination coursed through Angela’s veins. She refused to let fear overtake her. With newfound resolve, she charged at the shadow figure, her spear gleaming in the dim light.
<Pyreburst>
*CHARGE
Swinging her weapon with incredible force, Angela aimed for the figure’s obscured face. But just as the spear was about to strike, the shadow figure disappeared, reappearing behind her in an instant—vanishing.
Before Angela could react, a powerful punch connected with her back, sending shockwaves of pain through her body—thud. The force of the blow propelled her forward, and she tumbled across the chamber floor.
*ROLL
Angela gritted her teeth, refusing to let the pain weaken her resolve. She rose to her feet, her body trembling with both exhaustion and adrenaline. The chamber’s air crackled with tension as she locked eyes with the shadow figure—gaze.
Angela gritted her teeth, refusing to let the pain weaken her resolve. She rose to her feet, her body trembling with both exhaustion and adrenaline. The chamber’s air crackled with tension as she locked eyes with the shadow figure—gaze.
“You won’t break us,” Angela declared through clenched teeth, her voice filled with defiance.
The shadow figure’s voice echoed with a sinister tone. “Your resistance is futile. Embrace the darkness.”
Without warning, the figure lunged at Angela, his movements swift and precise. But Angela was ready. She channeled her pyrokinesis, summoning flames that enveloped her body, forming a protective barrier.
<Crimson Canopy>
*IGNITE
As the shadow figure’s attack collided with the flames, a burst of intense heat and smoke filled the chamber.
*SIZZLE
Angela pushed back, using the surge of power to create distance between them—push.
But the shadow figure was relentless. He circled around Angela, his movements shrouded by the darkness. Suddenly, he launched a barrage of shadowy tendrils, each one aiming to ensnare her.
*LASH
Angela evaded the tendrils with acrobatic grace, her body moving fluidly to avoid their grasp—dodge.
She countered with bursts of fire, attempting to disperse the darkness surrounding her—flares.
Yet, no matter how hard she fought, the shadows were faster, constantly evading her attacks. The shadow figure weaved through the chamber, his presence elusive and maddening.
*SWIRL
Angela’s determination grew, her mind racing for a way to gain the upper hand. With a sudden burst of inspiration, she tapped into a deeper well of power within her pyrokinesis—the ability to create a devastating single-target attack.
<Indomitable Spirit>
*IGNITE
Summoning all her strength, Angela focused her energy into her spear. Flames engulfed the weapon, transforming it into a scorching inferno. With a resolute battle cry, she launched herself at the shadow figure, her aim precise.
*CHARGE
As her blazing spear connected with the figure, an eruption of fire consumed the area around them.
*BLAZE
The chamber filled with searing heat and the crackling sound of burning shadows.
*CRACKLE
For a moment, it seemed as if Angela had gained the upper hand. But the shadow figure emerged from the flames unscathed, a twisted smile on his face.
*SMIRK
“You underestimate me, Angela,” the figure taunted. “Your fire cannot consume the darkness that resides within.”
Angela’s heart sank, her hopes dwindling. She had given everything she had, but it seemed like the shadow figure was beyond her reach.
Angela’s vision blurred as she struggled to regain her footing. Blood trickled from her mouth, staining the ground beneath her.
*DRIP
She knew that she couldn’t give up, not while Loid was still restrained.
With fierce determination, Angela pushed herself up, her pyrokinetic powers burning brighter than ever before. She knew she had to fight on, even if it meant facing an opponent who seemed impervious to her flames—resolve.
As Angela’s gaze flickered between Loid’s restrained form and the indomitable shadow figure, a desperate plan formed in her mind. She knew that she had to buy Loid enough time to break free, no matter the cost.
Summoning every ounce of her pyrokinetic power, Angela unleashed a barrage of scorching flames, creating a wall of fire between herself and the shadow figure—roar.
The intense heat filled the chamber, casting flickering shadows that danced across the walls. Angela pressed forward, her eyes locked on Loid, her heart pounding in her chest—determined steps.
The shadow figure’s voice echoed through the crackling flames. “Your futile resistance will only lead to your demise. The darkness will consume you both.”
Undeterred, Angela positioned herself between the flames and Loid, shielding him from the figure’s reach. She gripped her spear tightly, its fiery aura blazing with renewed intensity—resolve.
With a burst of agility, the shadow figure maneuvered through the scorching barrier, his movements swift and calculated. He lunged at Angela, aiming to subdue her once and for all—strike.
Angela met the figure’s attack head-on, her spear clashing against his shadowy form—clang. The battle between fire and darkness intensified, each blow resonating with a resounding clash.
*CLASH
But the shadow figure possessed an otherworldly strength. He overpowered Angela, his blows raining down upon her.
*PUMMEL
The sound of impact echoed through the chamber, mingling with Angela’s grunts of pain.
*THUD
Determined not to falter, Angela channeled her remaining strength into one final gambit. Igniting her entire being with a blinding pyrokinetic blaze, she unleashed an explosion of searing flames.
<Inferno>
The chamber was consumed by an all-encompassing firestorm, engulfing Angela and the shadow figure within its wrath—roaring blaze. The intense heat and deafening crackle of flames filled the air.
*CRACKLE
In the midst of the inferno, Angela’s vision blurred, her consciousness teetering on the edge of oblivion. She knew that this sacrifice might be her last, but she hoped that it would give Loid the chance to break free—hope.
When Anegla let her guard down the Shadow made a swift and brutal punch, it struck her directly in the gut, causing her to be flung backward several meters.
*THUD*
Angela crumpled to the ground, unconscious and pale. The force of the blow made her cough violently, blood spilling from her mouth. The figure paid her no further attention, seemingly confident that she posed no threat.
My heart sank as I witnessed Angela’s condition, my own fear intertwined with a surge of anger toward the figure responsible for this assault. With my own movements restrained, I felt a sense of helplessness and frustration wash over me.
*ERROR*
In a last-ditch effort, I attempted to use my <possession> ability to take control of the figure’s body. But to my dismay, I was met with an error message from the system, denying my access.
[THE SKILL <POSSESSION> FAILED]
[THE OPPOSING ENTITY IS STRONGER THAN THE USER]
I gritted my teeth, realizing that this figure possessed powers beyond my comprehension. Defeat loomed before me, and I braced myself for the inevitable outcome. The figure approached, a dangerous smirk adorning their face, relishing in their triumph.
As despair consumed me, a sudden voice shattered the suffocating silence. “HEY YOU BASTARD, GET AWAY FROM HIM!”
*BOOM*
A gust of wind swept through the chamber, and Selena Frostbane materialized from the shadows near the door. Her cool icy hair billowed around her, and her eyes blazed with determination.
Selena stared down at the figure, her voice filled with righteous anger. “Release him, or you’ll regret crossing paths with me.”
The figure’s smirk wavered for a moment, their confidence shaken by Selena’s arrival. They turned their attention toward her, their dark gaze burning with fury and intrigue.
“You dare to challenge me?” the figure hissed, their voice laced with a venomous threat. “You will suffer the same fate as your companion.”
Without hesitation, Selena unleashed her ice manipulation abilities, conjuring sharp icicles that shot toward the figure. But as the icy projectiles neared their target, the figure effortlessly shifted through the shadows, evading the attack with supernatural agility.
*WHOOSH*
The figure retaliated, launching a barrage of shadowy tendrils toward Selena. She weaved and dodged with impressive reflexes, narrowly avoiding the assault. With each nimble movement, she countered with blasts of icy energy, attempting to restrain the figure’s movements.
Now the chamber became a battleground of contrasting powers—shadows and ice
