Brime groaned from where she had fallen, her entire body aching as if every bone had cracked. Fai's strike had left her in this state—broken, hurting, barely able to move.
With effort, she lifted her head and scanned her surroundings. The first thing she saw made her chest tighten—her brother lying motionless on the ground.
"Prime…!" she called desperately. No response.
Her heart sank. Fai had done something to him. To her precious brother.
"You motherf*cker, what have you done to him?" she growled, her voice shaking with rage, eyes glowing with fury.
"Don't worry," Fai replied flatly, his tone empty of all emotion. "When I'm done with you, you'll be with him."
"I'm gonna make you pay!" Brime screamed, her fury exploding as she roared and rose to her feet.
"Wind Swipe!!"
She hurled her hands forward, and two massive blades of air screamed through the battlefield, cutting toward Fai with lethal precision.
Fai's instincts screamed danger. He knew being struck by those blades would shred him apart. With sharp movements, he evaded, rolling and twisting his body out of their path.
He braced himself for more attacks, but none came. No second volley. No follow-up.
Instead, something far worse.
The very air around Brime began to ripple, breaking apart as if reality itself were being torn and woven into shape. The fragments wrapped around her body piece by piece, forming armor—an entire storm condensed into a suit of war. A chestplate of swirling winds, boots that howled with violent gusts, shoulder guards that pulsed like thunderclouds.
It was her trump card. A storm forged into armor. Her body floated, lifted sixty centimeters above the ground, winds roaring around her like a living tempest.
Two spinning discs formed, orbiting her. They glowed sharper and deadlier than before, though weaker without Prime's earth ability.
And then she struck.
The discs shot forward, spinning faster than bullets, aimed at Fai's chest and neck.
Fai's eyes narrowed. Not this again.
He dashed forward, low and fast, wounds on his back already healed. One disc scraped his shoulder, the other barely missed his throat. But unlike before, they didn't circle back. These discs were Brime's alone.
Pivoting sharply, Fai spun mid-run and reached out—catching one of the discs.
The force was brutal. His arm trembled violently as the spinning edge tore into his palm. Blood streamed down his hand.
[-2 HP]
[HP: 6/23]
But he gritted his teeth, using the momentum. With a snarl, he flung the disc back at Brime.
"Have a taste of your own medicine."
The weapon screamed through the air, faster and heavier than when she had launched it. Brime's eyes widened—too late. She hadn't prepared for her own attack.
The disc slammed into her side, cutting through her storm armor and ripping into her ribs.
She cried out, stumbling backward, blood splattering as she gasped for air.
"Now tell me… how does it feel?" Fai muttered, landing hard, his boots cracking the ground.
Brime fell to one knee, clutching her wound desperately. Blood poured from between her fingers. Her strength was gone. Fai had broken her.
He advanced slowly, his shadow stretching over her trembling form.
"You… you… you're a monster," she stammered, her voice trembling as fear gripped her.
"Yes," Fai whispered coldly, his figure blurring as he appeared behind her. "The monster you created."
Before she could react, he struck the back of her head. Darkness consumed her.
And then came the familiar chime.
[Ding]
[AN OPPONENT HAS BEEN DEFEATED]
[Ding]
[QUEST 1]
[YOU ARE NOW IN STAGE TWO OF THE ASSESSMENT. YOU ARE BEING PREYED UPON BY EVERYONE FOR YOUR GOLDEN COIN.]
[PROVE TO THEM THE STRENGTH OF A FAIRY: OBTAIN AS MANY GOLDEN COINS AS YOU CAN!]
[REWARD: 1 COIN = 50 EXP | EACH OPPONENT DEFEATED = 50 EXP]
[CURRENT COINS: 1 | OPPONENTS DEFEATED: 3 | EXP: 200]
[QUEST STATUS: ONGOING]
[Ding]
[QUEST 2 – ADDITIONAL]
[DEFEAT YOUR LONG-TIME ENEMIES. TEACH THEM A LESSON THEY WILL NEVER FORGET.]
[REWARD: EACH OPPONENT DEFEATED = 50 EXP | EACH OPPONENT DOMINATED = 50 EXP]
[CURRENT STATUS: 3 DEFEATED | 3 DOMINATED | EXP: 300]
[QUEST STATUS: ONGOING]
The sound faded.
Fai looked around at the battlefield—Prime fallen, Leo broken, Brime bleeding and unconscious.
Memories returned like a storm: the bullying, the torment, the helplessness of his orphaned past. The cruelty of this very group.
But as he stood over them now, he felt no pain, no anger.
Only silence. Only… peace. Maybe satisfaction.
One thing was certain—regret had no place in his heart.
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