"Ye! Shi!! Yu!!!"
"Rumble!!"
Inside the funeral ho, the fury of the won perfectly matched the sudden, brilliant lightning flashing across the firmant.
Upon seeing that Yan Huan's remains could not even find peace in cremation, having been stolen by Ye Shiyu who then vanished without a trace, the previously cald An Le and Tong Yingying simultaneously erupted with a terrifying sense of oppression.
"Squelch..."
"Click."
An unclean pink hue spread across the walls, accompanied by the sharp sound of firearms being chambered. Soon, they discovered a side door ant strictly for staff mbers on the other side of the cremation room.
Since all three of them had been guarding the main entrance just monts ago, they knew Ye Shiyu could only have escaped through there.
"Crash..."
At this mont, a torrential downpour was battering the outside of the funeral ho. Given that the building was located in a remote suburb of the Kyogo Ward, it would not be so easy for Ye Shiyu to escape with Yan Huan's remains.
The skin below An Le's neck instantly turned deathly pale as countless tentacles dragged her body, slowly lifting her to float in mid-air.
"She must still be inside the funeral ho,"
She declared, glancing back with hollow eyes.
"Yeah."
Tong Yingying nodded, raising her gun with red, bloodshot eyes.
One possessed an overpowered physique, while the other was propelled by tentacles. They reached the side door in an instant.
Behind them, Sakuramiya Hitomi subconsciously tried to keep up, but after just a few steps, her face suddenly turned deathly pale.
"Ugh!"
Dizzy and lightheaded, she clutched her head as her body went limp, nearly collapsing onto the floor.
Sakuramiya Hitomi was already physically frail. After suffering such a massive blow yesterday and then handling Yan Huan's funeral arrangents, her body had reached its absolute limit.
"Wait a mont!"
She forced herself to stay upright, trembling violently. Yet, looking up at An Le and Tong Yingying—who were about to leave, radiating murderous intent—she could not help but call out.
"..."
The two won ahead, just about to begin their hunt, turned their heads at her voice. An Le, in particular, stared back with a dark, haunting gaze.
It carried a heavy threat that clearly stated: if you dare stop us again, we will turn on you instantly.
Facing their glares, Sakuramiya Hitomi knew she could not dissuade them.
Besides, with Yan Huan's remains stolen, she was equally burning with anxiety.
Therefore, all she could say at this mont was,
"Please be extrely careful. Guarantee your own safety, and absolutely bring President Yan back...
"There are many people in the funeral ho. Do not shoot, and do not expose your Modifiers in front of bystanders.
"If you encounter Ye Shiyu and cannot defeat her, contact
imdiately on Plane and tell
your location."
Hearing this, An Le and Tong Yingying pursed their lips, replying in unison,
"Okay."
"Squelch!!"
"Tap!"
In the next second, An Le's feet left the ground as the tentacles dragged her swiftly forward.
Tong Yingying holstered her gun and drew the dagger from her waist. Transforming into a blurry afterimage, she darted out the door in a different direction.
"..."
Watching them leave, Sakuramiya Hitomi kept her head lowered, panting heavily for a long ti before she managed to struggle to her feet.
She glanced at the surrounding staff mbers, whose consciousness was still blurry, and then at the wide-open doors of the cremation room. She thought to herself that it would be disastrous if others saw this scene.
Panting, she retraced her steps back to the waiting hall outside the cremation room. There was only one door here that allowed entry from the outside.
With great difficulty, Sakuramiya Hitomi closed and firmly locked the main doors of the waiting hall, then glanced at the adjacent utility room.
The utility room had no windows. It was an enclosed space of about a hundred square feet, filled with various tools.
Sakuramiya Hitomi dragged out a "Do Not Enter" notice board from inside, intending to place it at the entrance of the waiting hall.
This way...
It shouldn't be discovered.
"Thud! Thud! Thud!"
Just as Sakuramiya Hitomi was about to step out, a flurry of urgent footsteps echoed from the corridor outside.
Stepping out, Sakuramiya Hitomi whipped her head around and locked eyes with a soaking wet girl standing in the corridor. The girl was carrying a young man entirely wrapped in a white shroud on her back.
She was panting slightly, her hand gripping a mobile phone tightly.
Beneath her ssy, damp black hair was a pair of wide, bloodshot eyes.
And on her back rested a handso, peaceful-looking young man.
His body slumped lifelessly against the girl's back, exposing a ferocious, stitched-up wound that ran all the way from his neck down to his chest.
'President Yan?!'
'And...'
'Ye Shiyu!!!'
"!?"
Sakuramiya Hitomi never expected that Ye Shiyu would actually circle back around, nor that they would happen to bump directly into each other.
The mont she laid eyes on Ye Shiyu, a chill ran down Sakuramiya Hitomi's spine, and alarm bells rang fiercely in her mind.
She had to rember that Ye Shiyu was a terrifying Hypnosis Master. Even the slightest drop in guard could result in instant death!
"Clang!"
After a brief second of eye contact, the notice board in Sakuramiya Hitomi's hands slipped and hit the floor with a dull thud.
This sound acted like a starting gun, propelling Sakuramiya Hitomi into imdiate action.
Shadows instantly veiled her face as she raised her palm, ready to slap it against the wall to activate her Barrier.
"Whimper... N-no... don't co closer..."
Yet in the very next second, Sakuramiya Hitomi's expression froze in surprise, her raised hand pausing mid-air.
It was because the mont the notice board had hit the ground with a clatter...
The black-haired girl before her had widened her eyes in terror and collapsed onto the floor, her body entirely devoid of strength.
She imdiately began scrambling backward until her back hit the wall, hurriedly pulling Yan Huan's remains tightly into her arms...
She was trembling uncontrollably. Cradling Yan Huan, her eyes were filled with absolute horror as she stared fixedly at Sakuramiya Hitomi.
"You..."
Sakuramiya Hitomi was stunned. She could barely believe the person groveling before her was actually Ye Shiyu.
"Ye Shiyu?!"
"Whimper... so scary... so scary... Xiao Huan..."
The mont Sakuramiya Hitomi spoke, Ye Shiyu pressed herself and Yan Huan even tighter against the wall.
As Sakuramiya Hitomi stood there dazed, her brow furrowed deeper.
'Just what exactly happened that day?'
'Why has Ye Shiyu turned into this?'
The mounting confusion made Sakuramiya Hitomi feel that Yan Huan's murder was far more peculiar than it seed. Hesitating for a mont, she slowly lowered the hand poised to open the Barrier.
Before her, Ye Shiyu continued to violently tremble, holding tightly onto Yan Huan while staring defensively at Sakuramiya Hitomi, making no move to use her Hypnosis.
"Ye Shiyu, what really happened that day..."
Sakuramiya Hitomi asked while taking a slow step toward her.
However, the re shift of her feet caused Ye Shiyu to flinch in sheer terror,
"Don't co closer!"
"Buzz..."
Driven by her extre agitation, the surrounding overhead lights began to wildly flicker.
But...
The sense of oppression was nowhere near what Ye Shiyu used to exude.
"Okay, okay, I won't co closer,"
Sakuramiya Hitomi took a deep breath, raising her hands in surrender and stepping back a few paces.
anwhile, Ye Shiyu hugged Yan Huan and pressed herself against the wall. In a complete role reversal, she began to slowly edge toward the equipnt room, desperately trying to put as much distance between herself and Sakuramiya Hitomi as possible.
Seeing this, Sakuramiya Hitomi knitted her brows. Only after Ye Shiyu had backed away far enough did she bite her lip and ask,
"Put President Yan down first, Ye Shiyu. Why exactly did you steal him away? Don't you want to let him rest in peace?"
"No... I can't leave Xiao Huan..."
Ye Shiyu shook her head frantically. She pressed her cheek tightly against Yan Huan's lifeless face, her eyes wide with terrified paranoia, much like Ivan the Terrible clutching his dying son,
"If Xiao Huan hadn't pushed
away, if he hadn't tried to save Mama, he wouldn't... he wouldn't... why did it end up like this... whimper... so scary..."
'President Yan...'
'Pushed her away to save her...?'
Hearing this, Sakuramiya Hitomi's eyes shot wide open.
Before her, Ye Shiyu had clearly been driven to the very brink of sheer terror.
The deeper the fear in her eyes grew, the more tightly she clung to Yan Huan's corpse. Only by feeling his presence could she seemingly find a fleeting mont of relief.
'Was this... the real reason she ca to steal Yan Huan's remains?'
"..."
Yet at this mont, Sakuramiya Hitomi felt an intense internal struggle raging within her heart.
If things were truly as Ye Shiyu claid, then it matched her earlier suspicions...
Ye Shiyu was not the chief culprit.
But the fact that the driver had been hypnotized, causing the vehicle to lose control, was an undeniable reality.
And if Ye Shiyu wasn't the one who used Hypnosis, then...
'Her Modifier?'
Sakuramiya Hitomi subconsciously jumped to this conclusion, but it felt contradictory,
'But President Yan and An Le both said that among all the Modifiers, only An Le's possesses any intelligence or sentience...
'And even if it was her Modifier, it would absolutely never use its abilities in direct defiance of its host's will...'
Yes, even the sentient Little Finger was absolutely incapable of defying An Le's commands.
Only An Le's will could activate the Modifier. That was exactly why it had tried so hard to manipulate An Le early on, instead of just using the powers directly itself.
'Just what in the world is going on with Ye Shiyu?'
"Squelch..."
Just as Sakuramiya Hitomi was deeply agonizing over whether or not to trust Ye Shiyu, the faint, squelching sound of ethereal tentacles slithering echoed from deep within the corridor behind her.
"Eek!!"
The mont she heard the sound, Ye Shiyu, still clutching Yan Huan's body, trembled violently like a startled animal.
"Buzz!"
In a state of absolute terror, Ye Shiyu acted out of a severe stress response, raising a mobile phone flashing with an eerie purple light straight toward Sakuramiya Hitomi.
"!!"
Having rich combat experience, Sakuramiya Hitomi instantly shut her eyes and snapped her head away to dodge the Hypnosis.
"Snap!"
However, the split-second she turned her head away, she suddenly felt a sharp, agonizing pain tear through the side of her body facing Ye Shiyu,
"Hiss!!"
It felt as though...
As though sothing had viciously bitten her, tearing a chunk of flesh right off her bones.
She gasped in shock, sucking in a breath of cold air, yet still did not dare open her eyes.
"Whimper..."
"Thud, thud, thud."
"Click~"
Only in the next second, when the sounds of Ye Shiyu's sobbing, hurried footsteps, and a door clicking shut filtered through the darkness, did Sakuramiya Hitomi hesitantly open her eyes.
Looking down, she saw several fluorescent Centipede Jaw-Leg Fragnts scattered across the floor.
In the blink of an eye, those fragnts were drawn away as if pulled by invisible strings, sliding under the tightly shut door of the tool room right in front of her.
Ye Shiyu was hiding inside.
And there was absolutely no exit from that room.
"..."
Sakuramiya Hitomi stood numbly before the door, trying to untangle the chaotic storm of thoughts in her mind.
"Squelch..."
On the other side of the building, An Le, her eyes hollow, surged into this enclosed corridor, dragged by countless massive tentacles.
She had caught a glimpse of Ye Shiyu's figure earlier, which was why she had chased her all the way here...
There were only two doors in this corridor: a locked one leading to the cremation waiting hall, and the tightly shut tool room right in front of Sakuramiya Hitomi.
An Le instantly deduced that Ye Shiyu was hiding inside.
Her eyes instantly shifted into slitted snake pupils. Gently dropping down to stand in front of Sakuramiya Hitomi, she stared at the closed door and asked coldly,
"...Is Ye Shiyu in there?"
Before Sakuramiya Hitomi could answer, Tong Yingying, gripping a sharp dagger, slowly walked into the enclosed corridor from behind An Le.
"..."
Looking at the two won before her—who were clearly itching to subject Ye Shiyu to a thousand cuts and ten thousand slices—the internal struggle in Sakuramiya Hitomi's mind slowly ca to an end.
Taking a deep breath, she stepped forward, casually positioning her body to block the entrance to the equipnt room.
Then, without warning, she slamd her palm against the wall, activating her Barrier,
"Crack-crack-crack!!"
"An Le, bring Little Finger out. I have sothing to ask it."
"..."
An Le's gaze landed on Sakuramiya Hitomi's aningful posture, making zero effort to dismiss her tentacled state.
"Don't worry, it's a completely sealed room in there. She can't escape."
"Knock!"
Saying that, Sakuramiya Hitomi rapped on the door of the equipnt room.
"Whimper..." From inside, the faint sound of Ye Shiyu weeping could be heard.
Hearing Ye Shiyu's muffled cries, both An Le and Tong Yingying frowned.
Their expressions conveyed a very clear ssage:
'Are you sure the person inside is Ye Shiyu?'
'Could it be a recording just to trick us?'
"..."
Despite the suspicion, An Le slowly lowered herself fully to the ground and summoned Little Finger,
"Hiss..."
Little Finger materialized, flicking its tongue. It imdiately glared at An Le and scolded her,
"Now look what you've done! I bet your limbs have gone completely numb again!!"
An Le ignored it, rely looking toward Sakuramiya Hitomi,
"...She has a question for you."
Helpless, Little Finger turned its small head to look at Sakuramiya Hitomi.
"Little Finger, is it possible... that the Index Finger possesses consciousness?"
"Impossible!"
"Absolutely impossible!"
Upon hearing Sakuramiya Hitomi's words, An Le instantly realized what the other girl was trying to do. Widening her pink snake eyes, she and Little Finger voiced their objections in perfect unison.
An Le, in particular, was burning with fury,
"Sakuramiya Hitomi! I've only been listening to you and holding myself back ti and ti again out of respect for Xiao Huan! Yes, the three days aren't up yet, but Ye Shiyu is the one courting death first!!"
Sakuramiya Hitomi frowned, shooting back a question,
"An Le, whose side do you think I'm on when I tell you not to destroy yourself by overusing your Modifier?"
"Sakuramiya Hitomi, drop that high-and-mighty 'Xiao Huan's official girlfriend' act!! Just how long have you even been with Xiao Huan?! If you really love President Yan, you should be making that bastard pay the price!"
"Oh? How long do you think President Yan and I have been together? When I joined the Student Council and spent day and night by his side, you were still—"
"Well, since you joined the Student Council so early, then why was Xiao Huan's first ti with !?"
"Because I'm not like you! My head isn't completely stuffed with those dirty thoughts!!"
Standing to the side and listening to all this, Tong Yingying was left completely speechless. Furrowing her brows, she had to ask,
"Do you two... really have to argue about this right now?"
"She started it!!"
Both girls glared at Tong Yingying, shouting their furious defense at the exact sa ti.
Unable to tolerate it any longer, Tong Yingying violently jamd her dagger into the floor right between them,
"Enough! Weren't you two talking about that... Index Finger thing?! Get back to that! Stop bringing up this other nonsense!!"
Reminded of the actual issue, An Le shot a lingering, angry glance at Little Finger.
Little Finger hopped onto the hilt of the dagger Tong Yingying had embedded in the floor, shaking its head,
"As disgusting as the Index Finger is, it's impossible for it to possess intelligence..."
"But now it does!!"
Sakuramiya Hitomi pointed at the door hiding Ye Shiyu and raised her voice,
"President Yan might have died to save Ye Shiyu and Auntie Ye Lan! If Ye Shiyu really orchestrated it, would she have been willing to let her own mother be run over and killed?! And why would President Yan willingly sacrifice himself to save her?!
"Even if that isn't exactly how it happened, Ye Shiyu is already trapped here! Are we just going to let your emotions ruin everything without taking the ti to investigate the truth?!"
Hearing this, An Le gritted her teeth. She was just about to retort when Little Finger swayed its body, looking up at her,
"Honestly, I also think you're being too impulsive... That item Yan Huan brought back last ti was incredibly precious. It finally managed to wipe your side effects clean, and now you're throwing all that progress down the drain...
"Furthermore, seriously, An Le... if you take even one more step down this path, the Divine Lord will truly descend..."
An Le stared down at the white snake, sneering coldly,
"Oh? Why the sudden change of heart? Back in Tokyo, weren't you desperately hoping the Divine Lord would descend?"
Little Finger's eyes went wide, answering as if it were the most obvious thing in the world,
"What else could it be? It's because I'm a traitor!"
"..."
Little Finger's blunt and unapologetic words left all three won utterly speechless, standing there in stunned silence.
Showing absolutely no sha, Little Finger's eyes darted around as it began to mutter thoughtfully,
"However... now that you ntion it, I suddenly recall. There is a possibility... maybe, just maybe, a tiny fraction of a chance that the Index Finger could..."
"You little f—"
Seeing Little Finger suddenly change its tune, An Le beca completely overheated, losing all her filter. She snatched up the white snake in her fist, ready to teach it a severe lesson.
Squeezed ramrod straight, Little Finger still managed to fire off words like a Gatling gun,
"It's like this, it's like this! The Index Finger isn't quite the sa as the rest of us! Aside from the four general stages of evolution, it also possesses things like Levels, which I don't fully understand...
"Every ti it evolves, the Modifier generates a random evolutionary branch based on the host's choices... Usually, it's a forced choice of one out of two options.
"If its luck was completely off the charts, and Ye Shiyu managed to provide a once-in-a-lifeti vessel, then it's actually possi— Ow, ow, ow, ow! Let
finish speaking!"
However, before Little Finger could even finish groaning, a deafening crash of thunder bood, causing everyone's expressions to drastically change,
"Rumble!!"
All of them snapped their heads up toward the ceiling, their faces pale and shocked.
But...
'They were currently inside the Barrier...'
'How could they possibly hear the thunder from the outside world?'
At that exact mont, outside the door, back inside Yan Huan's funeral hall.
Sakuramiya Hitomi and the others had left to escort Yan Huan's remains for cremation, and Ye Lan, utterly exhausted, had gone elsewhere to rest.
As a result, only teachers and students from Far Moon Academy and several employees from Ye International were left in the hall.
"Buzz!"
Right then, the lights inside the bustling funeral hall suddenly flickered violently for a brief mont.
Following the mont Sakuramiya Hitomi's fragnts dropped to the floor and were dragged under the tool room door...
Every single electronic screen inside Yan Huan's funeral hall began to radiate a terrifying, eerie purple glow.
Bathed in that sinister purple light, the gazes of everyone in the funeral hall went completely blank for a split second.
"..."
In the next second, the entire hall returned exactly to normal.
Those who were chatting continued to converse; those who were mourning continued their quiet grief. It was as if absolutely nothing had happened at all.
"Rumble!!"
Just outside the doors, amidst the blinding, sun-like flashes of thunderous power, a soaking wet blonde figure was numbly walking into the building.
It was none other than Aria Spencer.
"..."
Looking at the address on her mobile phone, she had navigated with perfect precision directly to Yan Huan's funeral hall.
Perhaps, before arriving here, Aria had still clung to a fragile shred of hope and desperate luck.
Compared to the sudden coldness Yan Huan had shown her over their ssages on Plane...
Aria desperately preferred that to sothing terrible actually happening to him.
But now, standing at the entrance to the funeral hall and peering inside...
Her heart instantly froze.
From Aria's perspective, the entire funeral hall looked like a massive gathering of little birds.
They were flapping their wings, chirping and chattering among themselves across the floor, occasionally scattering a few stray feathers.
Only the portrait of the deceased on the altar, along with photographs taken of Yan Huan during his life, were existences that Aria could see with crystal clarity.
Yes, other than Yan Huan and her mother, Aria had never been able to see the true faces of other people.
Tragically, one of the incredibly rare people whose true face she could recognize was now reduced to a morial portrait resting before an empty coffin.
That clear visage transford into a brutal curse, forcing her to profoundly understand exactly what had happened.
"Chirp, chirp..."
"Tweet, tweet..."
The overwhelming shock caused Aria's expression to turn completely vacant. Accompanying her breaking mind, the forms of the little birds surrounding her began to warp, expand, and twist into horrifying monsters.
Her condition had violently deteriorated, just like during the Club War.
Yet at this mont, Aria rely stared blankly at the only human portrait in her field of vision, slowly dragging her feet toward the coffin.
All around her, the voices of the conversing "monsters" slowly drifted into her ears,
"President Yan is just... gone."
"It's all that Ye Shiyu's fault... She's the one who imprisoned President Yan."
"I heard that when President Yan was locked up and tortured by Ye Shiyu, he even tried to send a ssage to Aria Spencer..."
"But it seems Ye Shiyu could use the Yezi AI to monitor his ssages, and she never let the call for help go through."
"President Yan probably thought his desperate cry for help reached Aria, but it never actually did..."
"It was Ye Shiyu constantly using the Yezi AI to impersonate Yan Huan, communicating with the outside world in his place."
"Yeah, that monster Ye Shiyu didn't just lock Yan Huan in a basent and brutally torture him; it ultimately ended up in such a horrifying tragedy..."
"Did you hear? Before Yan Huan died from the crash, almost every bone in his body was shattered. He was completely soaked in blood. I can't even begin to imagine the agony he was in..."
"Exactly. They say that even as Yan Huan was slipping out of consciousness, he kept calling out Aria's na..."
"Sigh..."
"President Yan probably spent his very last monts waiting for Aria to co and save him..."
Standing before the altar holding Yan Huan's portrait, Aria's sky-blue pupils shrank to pinpricks.
Her unique ability to discern truth and falsehood based on the appearances of the birds completely failed her. Everything was rendered useless by the fact that every single bird around her had warped into a ferocious, twisted monster.
At that mont, the chattering sounds of the surrounding "monsters" gradually faded away into nothingness...
In Aria's gaze, there was nothing left but the black-and-white photograph of the young man smiling gently at her.
It was as if...
As if he were speaking directly to her.
"Aria..."
"It hurts so much..."
"Save ..."
"I'm begging you, please save
from Ye Shiyu's grasp..."
"Why won't the ssage go through..."
"Aria..."
"Why... didn't you co to save ?"
Standing before Yan Huan's morial portrait, a single teardrop spilled from the corner of Aria's eye.
No matter how clumsy or dense she usually was, in this horrific mont, she understood everything.
Why Heather had suddenly forbidden her from leaving the house, and why she had suddenly confiscated her mobile phone.
And!
Aria tremblingly raised the mobile phone she held in her hand, looking down at the screen.
On it, the Plane chat history between her and Yan Huan was still perfectly visible.
So that was it...
'It wasn't that Yan Huan didn't like
anymore...'
'He was just dead.'
'And I...'
'Never even received his cries for help.'
'It was all Ye Shiyu...'
'She had been impersonating Yan Huan this entire ti, trying to cover up her heinous cris.'
"Crack! Bang!!"
In the next second, the mobile phone in Aria's hand exploded directly into pieces.
In that exact instant, a terrifying, unprecedented power began to awaken within her, inch by inch.
A haunting veil of darkness gradually shrouded her beautiful face, yet her golden hair blazed as brilliantly as the sun, defying gravity as it floated upwards.
Slowly, that golden radiance converged at the top of her head, forming into a pair of ethereal ox horns.
But this ti, the horns were no longer the soft, cute bumps of a newborn calf.
They grew continuously—elongated, razor-sharp, and utterly ferocious.
Bathed in the overlapping clash of absolute shadow and blinding light, Aria's silhouette slowly transford into that of a true Demon King.
"Rumble!!"
Above the firmant, a thunderous roar struck with cataclysmic might!
The entire earth of Linn gave a violent shudder, trembling as if an earthquake had just struck.
Inside the venue of the funeral hall, the screens that had previously been tainted with eerie purple light instantly lost all power, plunging into total blackness.
"Ye... Shi... Yu..."
Amidst the murky, terrifying aura swirling around her, Aria's hoarse, guttural voice rippled outward, carrying the booming echo of a thunderclap.
Far away, within the Barrier.
"Eek!!"
Little Finger had been in the middle of speaking when it suddenly sensed sothing deeply horrific. Utterly terrified, the white snake vanished instantly from where it stood,
"?"
An Le froze in confusion. Imdiately after, Sakuramiya Hitomi's eyes shot open wide, standing rooted to the spot.
Because...
Her Barrier had also instantaneously retreated back into her body, vanishing without a trace.
"What... is going on?"
Sakuramiya Hitomi stared blankly at her own palm, a profound sense of bewildernt washing over her.
She could distinctly feel it...
Her Barrier ability had not been broken or shattered. It was more like...
Her Modifier itself had suddenly sensed sothing incomprehensible and recoiled in absolute terror, hiding back inside her body.
"Buzz..."
At this very mont, inside the tool room.
The mobile phone in the hands of Ye Shiyu, who was desperately holding onto Yan Huan's corpse, shone with an incredibly bright purple light. It was as if it had just completed so mysterious task...
And then, as if an absolute connection had been violently severed, the screen abruptly dimd and died.
"Whimper..."
The sudden death of her phone only deepened Ye Shiyu's terror, causing her to curl tighter around Yan Huan's remains.
"Rumble!!"
Outside the door, all three won stared down at themselves, shocked by the abrupt, total suppression of their Modifier abilities.
Before they could fully comprehend what was happening...
Above the firmant, the earth-shattering roar of thunder seed to pierce through reality itself, crashing directly into their ears.
It felt as if... sothing unimaginably terrifying...
Was coming.
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