The last Corpse Golem towers above the battlefield like a nightmare given flesh and steel.
It's the biggest of the three.
Its bloated fra groans with every step—stitched together from hundreds of rotting corpses, fused into a grotesque giant of death. In its massive hands, it grips a crude, jagged greatsword made entirely of fused bones—longer than most towers and thick as a city gate.
It howls.
Then—
WHAM!!!
The giant swings its bone blade downward.
The ground erupts, carved into a deep gash that stretches halfway across the ruined academy. Stone splits. Dust explodes. Debris flies in every direction.
That power is terrifying. Each blow could crush a small army.
But—
None of it matters…
If the attacks don't land.
Felicia doesn't even blink.
She dances between the golem's swings—fluid, untouchable. Her petite fra weaves between collapsing ruins and flying rubble like a wisp of shadow.
While the monster rampages, Felicia focuses on clearing the field, cutting down the last of the lesser undead.
Chaos Destruction - Rampage.
Each strike flows into the next.
30th swing.
31st swing.
32nd swing.
Her energy builds.
Mana crackles, rising from the blade like heat from a forge. She spins, she cleaves, she lunges, each motion feeding the inferno inside the sword. Even when there's nothing left to strike, she continues, cutting the buildings, cutting the air itself, slicing through phantom enemies.
The swings still matter. Every one adds more power.
49th swing.
A downward cleave.
Two remaining zombies are unlucky enough to be in her path. Their bodies don't even have ti to fall or split. They literally explode the mont the blade touches them!
And then—
BOOM!!!
Felicia launches herself skyward once more, propelled by a shockwave of demonic energy that cracks the stone beneath her feet.
She spins in the air once more.
Once!
Twice!
Thrice!
The wind howls around her.
Mana surges to its limit.
Red steam hisses from her lips.
And then—
"AN-NI-HI-LA-TION!!"
SLAAAAASSSHHHHHH!!!!
VRRRRRRROOOOOOOOMMMMMMMM!!!!
For the third ti today, the crimson arc tears through the sky like a heavenly blade unleashed from hell itself!
The giant corpse golem raises its monstrous bone sword to block—
SHRRRRRRRIP!!
The arc slices through the weapon like paper.
And continues—
—straight into the golem's chest.
BOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!
A blinding blast of crimson annihilation detonates in its core.
The shockwave flattens everything around it. Walls implode. Debris launches. Skeletons vaporize.
The giant screams, reeling backward, its flesh unraveling in ribbons of gore and bone.
Then—
CRAAAAAASSHHHHH!!!
It falls, back-first, right onto the ruined buildings behind it.
The earth trembles as the golem's enormous body collapses, flattening everything beneath it. Its severed limbs twitch once, then go still.
Felicia lands as the giant's body hit the ground.
One knee down, sword planted deep into the cracked earth.
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"HELL YEAH! VICTORY!!!" I cheer.
"Felicia, you're amazing!!!" I yell, beaming inside our shared mind.
When I return—when I learn everything she has to teach , all her sword techniques and that insane mana control—I'll be unstoppable!
Goodbye to the old Felicia, the weak one who always needed saving.
Hello to the new —strong, fast, deadly, and cool as hell!
I'll stand beside Eris.
No more hiding behind her.
No more being protected.
I'll protect her too!
The joy surges through like a firework bursting in my chest, radiant and blinding—
But then—
—Sothing shifts.
What… is going on?
A jolt of unease crashes through the euphoria like a wave snuffing out a fla.
Felicia's emotions—the ones I can feel bleeding into —they turn cold.
Annoyed.
No… furious.
"Tch!"
She clicks her tongue, the sound sharp like a blade. Her grip tightens around the greatsword until the handle creaks beneath her fingers.
Suddenly, the air crackles.
Red lightning zaps violently around us, carving jagged scars across the stone and sky.
More and more demonic mana pours out of her core—faster than before, wilder, unrestrained. The pressure becos suffocating.
I'm confused.
The battle is over…
Then why the hell is she like this now?
"Felicia…?"
But then—I see it.
Through the dust and smoke…
The Corpse Golem…
It's moving again.
Rising!
…
"RAOOOAARRGHHHH!!" It lets out a deep, guttural roar that shakes the entire battlefield.
Its ruined torso—split clean in half just monts ago—now nds before my eyes.
Bone shards rise from the ground, drawn together by so horrible, unseen force. They spiral around the creature, rebuilding its monstrous greatsword. The glow in its hollow eye sockets burns brighter.
And that's not all—
The mangled flesh, the pools of gore, the shredded limbs scattered all over the place from the earlier battle…they're flowing back.
Like rivers of rot.
All of it is drawn into the golem's body.
Blood.
Bones.
Organs.
Skin.
Even pieces from the other two golems included, together with thousands of zombies and skeletons we destroyed.
"F-FUCK! It's absorbing them!" I gasp. "It's fusing with the other two!"
And still it grows.
Bigger.
Heavier.
Stronger!!!
The monstrous mass heaves upward, towering even higher than before, a grotesque titan stitched from thousands of corpses, pulsing with unholy energy.
And it's healing.
Reconstructing.
Becoming sothing far worse.
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"Felicia! What's going on?!"
I thought the Annihilation Slash connected. I saw it land. I felt it hit.
So why…? Why is the golem still alive?
Suddenly—
Badump!
Badump!!
BADUMP!!!
Our hearts pound wildly, throbbing like war drums in our ears. Felicia grits her teeth and sucks in a deep, shaky breath, steam curling from her lips like a dragon on the edge of fury.
"Morvena… the pulled another sword out…" she growls, exhale, her voice low, guttural, almost feral. "This is bad…"
Wait—what?!
Now that princess Felicia says that, I'm starting to panic for real.
"W-what do you an bad?! What sword? What's happening?!"
"You feel it too, right?" she mutters, eyes locked on the giant golem. "The air. It's changed."
"Huh?…The air?"
But then, as I stop focusing on the golem. I feel it.
Oh no.
It's colder.
It's heavier!
The mana in the air….it's thicker, denser… suffocating.
Like the atmosphere itself has turned hostile, wrapping around us like chains, trying to crush us into the earth.
"Obviously," Felicia snarls, "our enemies have powered up."
"Fuck…"
Now this doesn't sound good at all. This is the opposite of good!
"But how?! How can it just power up in the middle of the fight like this?!"
"It's not the golem," she says.
"…Huh?"
"It's her."
And right then—I get it.
"Morvena?"
"Yeah…"
"And by pulling the swords out.. you an…"
"Another seal has been broken."
Oh…
So that what she ans…
Then…
Are we… fucked?
"Nah, it's fine," Felicia says, shaking her head with another wicked grin. "I can still handle this."
However, there's definitely a trace of nervousness in her voice. I feel it.
"Y-you can? Really?" I ask.
"Yeah," she answers, her voice very calm now, focused.
AAAAAAAHHHHH—!
Phew!!
That almost gave a heart attack!
If Felicia says she can still handle it, then she can still handle it. That's how this works! Probably just needs a little more effort, right?
"Alright." Her voice sharpens like a blade. "Let's go again."
BOOM!
She rockets forward like a cannon blast.
The corpse golem answers—this ti with a roar and a flash of dark energy. Its massive sword cos crashing down, much faster than before, unnaturally fast for sothing that big!
CRAAAAAASH!!!
The impact explodes across the battlefield in a storm of mana and debris.
But—
Felicia is still there.
Still be able to dodge, and is building up for Annihilation one more ti.
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