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"Let the Light cross your path again, Chosen..."
The Secret World Of Magic Continues ...
START: January 6, 2021
PUBLISHED: March 5, 2021
END: *waiting*
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Chapter 172:"Zairel Von and SOR Captain Fox ARC!"
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AS they entered the ancient temple, the air grew heavy with a palpable sense of dread. The walls were lined with intricate carvings, depicting long-forgotten battles and cursed beings trapped in eternal torment. Shadows flickered on the stone, cast by an unseen source of light, and the oppressive darkness seemed to push in on them from every side.
Matt scanned the room, his hand crackling with magical energy as he prepared for any sudden attack.
"Something's wrong," Minerva's muttered. "I can feel it-this place is alive with dark magic." She stepped forward cautiously, her bow drawn, eyes sharp. "The Amulet should be here," she said, her voice soft but firm. "I can sense something... familiar. It's close."
Lay nodded in agreement. "Pero walang welcome party, ha? If the Demon Princess hid it here, there's bound to be more than just cursed guardians."
Suna stretched her arms. "Good. Ready na ako sa round two. Pero seryoso," she glanced at the others, "Kailangan pa'rin na'tin mag-ingat. If this place is as cursed as it feels, one wrong move could set off something we can't handle."
They moved deeper into the temple, their footsteps echoing eerily in the empty space. Strange symbols on the ground began to glow faintly as they passed, casting a dim violet light over their path. The deeper they went, the more twisted and grotesque the carvings on the walls became, as if the darkness in this place was warping reality itself.
Finally, they reached a large chamber at the heart of the temple. At the center, floating just above an altar of black stone, was the Amulet of the CLAES Family. Its dark, crimson glow pulsed like a heartbeat, filling the room with an ominous hum.
"There it is," Minerva breathed, sumingkit ang kan'yang mga mata as she took in the sight of the ancient artifact. The power radiating from it was immense, almost suffocating.
But as they approached the Amulet, the ground trembled, and the air became thick with malevolent energy. A swirling vortex of darkness formed in front of them, coalescing into a figure cloaked in shadows-A Guardian far more powerful than the ones they had faced before.
"You should not have come here," the figure growled, its voice echoing unnaturally through the chamber. "The Amulet is beyond your grasp."
Matt stepped forward, his eyes narrowing. "We're not leaving without it."
The shadowy guardian's form twisted, its shape constantly shifting as it loomed over them."Then you will face the wrath of the Demon Princess's curse. No one has ever left this temple alive."
