It was a late night, and Y/N was walking home from work after pulling an all-nighter. As he walked through the quiet streets, he heard a faint groan. Curiosity got the better of him, and he followed the sound. What he saw next was terrifying. A woma...
As Shion and Maya clashed in the air with relentless fury, the battle raged on beneath them. The remaining followers of Shion fought fiercely, but so did we. We stood our ground, determined to protect Maya and put an end to this threat once and for all. Each side suffered losses, but we refused to falter.
Amidst the chaos, I had devised a plan. Observing the power of the black flames I had cast during the initial strike hours ago, I knew their potential. I shared my plan with Maya's ministry, and they agreed to cover me while I focused on my magic. I needed to concentrate, to identify each enemy and ignite small black flames within their bodies.
With determination in my eyes, I began to gather my mana, channeling it with precision. The battle raged around me, but I shut out the noise and chaos, focusing solely on my task. My senses heightened as I identified each enemy, picturing the flames dancing within them, ready to consume their dark energy.
The ministry fought valiantly, holding back the followers of Shion, giving me the time I needed. As blows were exchanged and powers clashed, I pushed myself further, delving deeper into my magic. With each passing moment, my concentration intensified, the flames within me growing stronger.
Finally, I completed my magic, the black flames ready to be unleashed upon our foes. I relayed the message to Maya's ministry, urging them to buy a little more time. We fought on, our determination fueling our every move.
One by one, Shion's followers began to falter. Their powers waned, their movements slowed. It was as if an invisible force was sapping their strength. Confusion and fear crept into their eyes, for they did not understand the source of their demise. But I knew. I had planted the seeds of their destruction within them.
Then, without warning, one of the followers burst into flames—black flames. The fire consumed them swiftly, reducing them to nothing but ashes. The sight stunned Shion's remaining followers, their faces etched with disbelief. They had not witnessed the black flames that consumed their fallen allies, for it was a magic unknown to them.
As the flames of defiance spread through the ranks of Shion's followers, panic set in. They realized that their powers were useless against this new threat. The tides were turning, and hope rekindled within us.
With renewed determination, we pressed on. Maya and Shion continued their aerial duel, their powers clashing with unimaginable force. The ground trembled beneath our feet as the battle for supremacy waged on.
But the fight was far from over. Shion's loyal followers, though diminished in number, fought back with desperation. We faced their fury head-on, unwilling to back down. The outcome hung in the balance, teetering on the edge of victory or defeat.
And as the clashes of power and will echoed through the night, we knew that only the strongest would prevail. The flames of defiance burned within us, driving us forward, fueling our determination to protect Maya and secure our future. The battle raged on, its conclusion still shrouded in uncertainty.
From Maya's perspective
As Shion and I clashed mid-air, our powers colliding with immense force, I could see Y/N and the ministry fighting valiantly against Shion's remaining followers on the ground. The tides were turning, and hope surged within me. But Shion, ever the cunning adversary, had one last trick up her sleeve.
With a sinister smirk, Shion began to cast a dark magic. Her eyes glowed with an eerie intensity as her hands formed arcane symbols.
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