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Chapter 23 Meanwhile in Xadia...

Author's Note: I may or may not have changed things in not happy with. If you don't like it, soreh. And also, bonus! Whoever can guess what everyone is doing in the picture either gets to make an OC for Ivywood, or can attend Ivywood! Good luck y'all. Enjoy my name's for the assassins. *yeets self out of sight*

It had been two weeks since Rayla and Callum had been trapped in the normal world. Everything was going badly. More and more fights were happening along the Breach. Already some of the Standing Battalion and the Sunfire elves had met an early death, fighting off the edge.

​​All of the human kingdoms had banded together, willing to do anything to stop the warriors of shadow that had plagued their homes, which one person claimed was revenge from Xadia.

Lord Viren.

He seemed to be only one who knew what to do. But little did they know, he was at fault for all their suffering. He held 5 Moonshadow assassins in his dungeon, and Xadia saw this as yet another provocation. Risha, Tinker, Rauhn, Ranhd, and Runaan.

Viren, seeking some use of them, had repeatedly attempted to gain information. He failed. He left once, two weeks ago, and he returned tonight. Everyone looked up as he entered. "So." He starts, obviously ready to gloat.

"So what, you monster?" Risha snarls. Viren smiles, and everyone pretends not to know what that smile means.

"I'm sure you have all been wondering what exactly happened to the other assassin." Viren continues, his smile like a snake's, dripping with venom. "Oh yes, the youngest one of you."

Nobody says anything, but Runaan shifts forward slightly.

"She has been found." Viren says finally, his smile twisted and cruel. He chants something, and throws a ball of a sickly purple light into the air. It glows and pulses. Then an image appears.

Everyone lowers their head. Runaan gasps. "You are a monster." He says.

Viren smirks, his eyes as pure black as the night sky. "Good night."

And with that, he walks out of the dungeon, leaving his prisoners alone with the ball of light emanating the screams of the youngest elven assassin.

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Lujanne was desperately trying to keep up her defenses. The humans had somehow gotten the location of the Moon Nexus and were now attempting to navigate the Cursed Caldera in order to charge. Phoe Phoe had been shot, her wing mangled and bloody. The child, Ellis, and her wolf, Ava, had never returned.

One of her illusions returned. The spider had fallen. The attackers would be here any minute now.

Lujanne had never been an elf for fighting. In fact, she was downright terrible. That was why she had been chosen all these years ago to be the Guardian of the Moon Nexus. Someone who evaded rather than fought.

She smiled grimly. She knew what she had to do.

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Ellis' father, Mordecai, was distraught. It had been nearly a month since he'd seen his daughter last. She had been happy at home, so there was no reason for her to run away again.

Outside, he heard shouting. He ran outside. Men and women hurried everywhere. "What's going on?!?!" He thundered.

"They found a ribbon on the Cursed Caldera." A boy said excitedly. Mordecai pushed through the crowd. A tall man was holding up a thin pink ribbon, intricate designs woven into it. Mordecai gasped.

"Where did you find this?!?!" He screamed.

"Up on the Cursed Caldera, by the entrance to this 'Moon Nexus'." Someone shouted.

Mordecai shook with rage. "This belonged to my daughter! That elf must have kidnapped my daughter!"

Everyone gasped, hugged their own children closer. "We must avenge this!" A man called.

The crowd shouted their agreements, screaming for blood.

And as one, everyone who could grabbed weapons and charged up the Cursed Caldera.

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Claudia kept thinking of the two children she'd sent to the Otherworld. Ezran and Ellis. Were they ok? She'd lied to her father and Soren, saying that she'd killed them. Her father had praised her. But she felt a little guilt.

What if they didn't make it back? Then that was her fault, wasn't it?

Was it?