The night had fallen softly over the village.
A cool breeze brushed against the grass as Irish sat outside, trying to cook so potatoes over a small fire in front of their new house. The sll of the earth and smoke filled the air.
Scarlett sat nearby, her legs tucked close to her chest, feeling the calmness of the peaceful night. It wasn’t awkward at all. In fact, it felt warm and comfortable, like a rare mont of quiet happiness.
The crackling of the fire, the soft chirping of crickets, and the sll of burning wood made everything feel safe.
But peace never stayed long in Scarlett’s life.
As they sat quietly, a sudden bright light flashed in the sky. The ground and trees around them turned yellow and orange under the glowing light.
"Huh? It's morning already?" Irish muttered, blinking and looking up.
But as her gaze went up, her heart skipping a beat.
Her sharp eyes caught it instantly. "No... that's not the sun. It's a teoroid!" she said, standing up quickly.
Her chest tightened.
A teoroid? Out of nowhere? Without any warning? It didn’t make sense. Sothing was wrong.
And then they saw him.
A man floating in the sky, his whole body wrapped in fierce flas.
"teoroid Summon!" the man shouted, his voice booming like thunder. He waved his burning hand in Scarlett’s direction.
"Go!" he commanded.
Scarlett gritted her teeth, ready to react.
"What are we gonna do—" Irish started to say, but before she could finish, a dark shadow moved under Scarlett’s feet.
In the blink of an eye, an assassin jumped out from the ground, holding a sharp katana, its blade catching the fire’s light.
It was Arthur.
He smiled widely, a crazed look in his eyes. "Gotcha!" he said, rushing toward Scarlett.
But then—
"Too slow!" Scarlett snapped.
With a sharp movent, she swung her palm upward and slamd it into Arthur’s jaw.
There was a horrible cracking sound.
Arthur’s skull shattered instantly. His body went limp and collapsed to the ground.
He was dead before he even touched the earth.
A glowing light covered his body.
The blessing activated, pulling Arthur’s soul back in ti once again.
He wasn’t ready to give up.
This ti, he decided to bring even more people with him.
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Night ca again.
The teoroid was summoned once more, burning across the sky like a falling star.
But this ti... it wasn't the only thing.
On the road ahead, a small boy was lying on the ground.
He had fallen and scraped his knees. Tears rolled down his cheeks as he cried loudly, calling for his mother.
"Mama... My knees hurt!" he sobbed, his little hands grabbing the dirt.
"I'll stop the teoroid!" Scarlett said quickly, stepping forward.
But Irish stopped her, grabbing her arm tightly.
"No!" Irish said sharply. "If you destroy it, the shockwave alone will blow this kid's ears apart!"
Scarlett hesitated. She bit her lip, her heart racing.
She looked at the child again.
"Then just take him out of the village for a bit!" Scarlett said, rushing over to the boy.
She crouched down in front of him, her voice soft and warm.
"Stop crying, okay? I’ll take you to your mother. You’ll be safe," she said gently, reaching out her hand to him.
The little boy sniffled, rubbing his teary eyes.
But then... he suddenly stopped crying.
A wicked smile spread across his tiny face.
"No need," he said in a creepy, mocking voice.
Before Scarlett could react, he pulled out a gun from under his clothes, moving much faster than any normal child.
"Ultimate Bullets!" the boy shouted, aiming straight at Scarlett.
BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!
The loud gunshots echoed through the quiet village.
The little boy, who was actually a grown up man in disguise, fired the special bullets without stopping.
Each bullet was glowing and buzzing with power, far stronger than any normal bullet.
At the sa ti, several people appeared out of nowhere, teleporting around Scarlett like ghosts.
Everything happened so fast that Irish couldn't even move, her mouth half-open in shock.
"Dark Prison!"
A female mage pointed her shining wand at Scarlett, her voice ringing sharply in the night.
The ground under Scarlett’s feet cracked open, and black chains shot up, wrapping tightly around her body.
They coiled like living snakes, trying to trap her completely.
"Space Binding Vacuum!"
Another mage shouted, waving his hands quickly.
A strange invisible wall closed around Scarlett.
It felt heavy, pressing down like a mountain, trying to crush her movents.
It all happened in less than a second.
Irish could only watch, frozen, as Scarlett was trapped.
Then, out of thin air, Arthur appeared, his katana raised high above his head.
His face twisted with excitent and hatred.
"This ti for sure!" he shouted.
He swung down with all his strength.
Swish—
The blade sliced through the air, aiming straight for Scarlett.
But—
Clank!
The katana shattered into pieces the mont it touched Scarlett’s body.
The broken tal flew into the air like glittering sparks.
Arthur stared in shock.
"It broke?" he whispered, his eyes wide, disbelief all over his face.
Before he could even move—
BAM!
Scarlett, with a calm but cold face, broke through the dark chains like they were made of paper.
She stepped forward and punched Arthur directly in the face.
The force was so strong that his skull shattered, and his body flew backward like a rag doll.
The blessing activated again.
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