Chapter 1: The Birthday Gift Plan
It was July 18, and the boys were cooking up a plan.
Strom: Man, I'm thinking about a gift for Wraith… her birthday's coming.
Sam: Great idea, bro! But what are you planning?
Strom: You know how every time Wraith fights, she doesn't even have proper armor? I decided to gift her one.
Sam: Bro… that's genius! But there's a problem. I know you'll use metal for forging, but metal heats up in high temperatures… and heat is Wraith's weakness.
Strom: That's why you're the little mage… and I'm the Dragon Knight.
Sam: …bro, what do you mean?
Strom: Remember the Silver Samurai? Its magical silver armor is strong, cool, and has abilities. My plan is to melt its metal and forge armor just for her.
Sam: Bro… that's legendary! I can help with my spells, and I also have magic to enhance it even further.
Strom: Hell yeah! That's my bro.
Sam: But… you're a baker now, not a blacksmith. How are you going to forge armor without tools?
Strom: Follow me.
The two locked the house and made their way into the forest as dusk turned the sky crimson. Shadows twisted between the trees, and every sound made Sam flinch.
Sam: Bro… this place is dark as hell.
Strom: Just Follow me.
They reached a cave hidden deep in the forest. Strom pushed a giant stone aside, revealing a forge lost to time. Broken armor littered the floor, and in the center rested the Silver Samurai's armor, shining faintly under the moonlight filtering through the cracks.
Sam: Bro… you hid THIS from us?
Strom: Yes. And now, you're officially a member of my forge.
Sam: So… what's the plan?
Strom: First, we melt the Silver Samurai armor, add some strong magical materials, and forge it with your spells and my hammering.
Sam: Okay… master plan, so let's start.
Strom: But there's one crucial thing we need.
Sam: What?
Strom: To make this armor perfect for Wraith… we need her blood.
Sam: Bro… are you mad?!
Strom: Just a little, don't worry… it's for her gift.
Sam: Bro… she'll kill us if she finds out.
Strom: That's why we need to be sneaky. Little blood, big power.
Sam: So… you're basically robbing your girlfriend for her birthday present?
Strom: Exactly… but she'll love it. 😎
Sam: Bro, you're insane… but I'm in. Let's make history.
Strom: Perfect. Step one: wait until she's asleep… or distracted… maybe you can make her sleep with a spell.
Sam: Bro… you're taking this "surprise" way too seriously.
The two grinned at each other. Chaos, laughter, and magic were about to collide in the dark forge. The birthday gift would be legendary…
Chapter 2: The Blood of Princess
At night, Strom and Sam reached the Valkyrie village, ready to "steal" Wraith's blood. Faces covered, looking like absolute thieves, they tiptoed through the shadows—but both secretly feared the Valkyrie girls' wrath.
Strom: Okay… we can do this.
Sam: I'm asking one last time… are you sure about this?
Strom: Yes, bro, I'm fucking serious.
Sam: Bro… remember, if they catch us, we're cooked.
Strom: Let's go.
They sneaked into Wraith's room, where she slept peacefully. Strom and Sam had already broken in silently.
Strom (whispering): Bro… use the sleeping spell.
Sam: Okay.
A soft glow emanated from Sam's hands, casting a magical sleep over Wraith. Strom called forth his blue blade and prepared to cut her palm. They had a bowl ready and water to heal her after.
Strom: Okay, Wraith… this will hurt… but it's for your gift.
He made a careful cut, and the blood flowed into the bowl. Everything was going smoothly—until Wraith stirred. In their excitement, they hadn't noticed she was awake.
Wraith's eyes snapped open. Her sword materialized instantly, and a single strike of the handle knocked both Strom and Sam off balance, followed by a punch that sent them flying.
Wraith: Who the fuck are you two?!
Strom and Sam quickly removed their masks, trying to calm her down.
Wraith: Strom? Sam?! What the hell are you guys doing here?!
Strom: Easy, Wraith… it's an experiment. We can't tell you everything.
Sam: Yeah… and we… need a full bowl of your blood.
Wraith: So basically… you both broke into my room, dressed like thieves looking like absolute shit, and want my blood for an "experiment"? Wow…
Strom: It's for educational purposes only.
Sam: Believe us, ma'am.
Wraith: But… who the hell breaks into a girl's room while she's sleeping?!
Strom: …we… do these types of things.
Wraith: You guys are insane… I'm not giving you my blood.
Sam: Please, Wraith… it's the only thing we need right now.
Strom: Come on, Wraith… be the big-hearted princess you are. Donate a little blood, and become the legendary Demon Princess who gave her blood to humans for science!
Wraith: You two are out of your minds…....but fine. I never said no to poor people.
Sam: This sounds like insult.
She sliced her palm, letting the blood drip into the bowl. Once it was full, she submerged her hand in the healing water.
Wraith: Take care. My blood isn't just for healing… it has dangerous powers, and many uses.
Strom: Yes, ma'am.
The two left through the window the same way they'd entered, running like kids who'd found the ultimate new toy—clearly thrilled with themselves.
Wraith (to herself): These guys can't be real…
Little did she know, her blood was the key to a legendary gift—a special armor forged just for her by the one who calls her the most important in his life.
Chapter 3: The Silver Luna
By midnight, both boys reached the cave, carrying Wraith's blood. The furnace was already roaring—Strom had started melting the Silver Samurai armor earlier, so by the time they returned, the metal was a glowing, molten pool.
Strom: Okay Sam… magic time.
The preparation for the ultimate gift began.
The molten metal of the Silver Samurai armor and sword shimmered in the furnace. Strom poured Wraith's blood into it, followed by a sprinkle of magical forging dust. Sam added moon powder to imbue lunar energy, and together, countless spells, mana streams, and enchantments swirled into the molten silver, shaping it into something truly legendary.
Strom handled shaping and design with unparalleled skill, while Sam expertly layered enchantments. Once everything was properly mixed, it was time to shape the armor into perfection.
The Silver Luna Armor
Helmet:
Covers her entire face and hair.
Two fox-like ears on top.
Eye holes protected by a thin layer of pure transparent diamond.
Chestplate & Shoulder Plates:
Full protection, but ultra-light for agility.
Chestplate has a glowing moon mark at the center.
Shoulder plates designed for maximum arm mobility and stability.
Gauntlets:
Shining and nearly indestructible, able to reflect laser-based magic damage.
Sharp claws at the fingertips for maximize damage ability of her.
A perfect mix of strength, beauty, and style.
Boots & Lower Body Armor:
Fully covered and stronger than magic steel itself.
Boots enchanted for incredible speed and Agility.
Armor provides support for high-velocity movement and combat and Attack speed.
This predator-assassin look combined the Silver Samurai's abilities with Wraith's blood, adding unmatched buffs, speed, and resilience, especially at night.
Sam: Dude… ready for the final enchantment?
Strom: I was born Ready.
Sam: Remember… the moon's power can freeze your bones itself.
Strom: I'm dragon-blooded, man. I'm ready.
Strom held the armor as Sam cast the spell to infuse it with moon essence. The temperature plummeted—colder than anywhere on Earth, but Strom didn't flinch. His dragon blood kept him alive even at -200 degrees.
When the spell concluded, the Silver Luna Armor shone like pure silver. The combined magic, moon essence, and Wraith's blood made it perfect—light, agile, indestructible, self-healing, and packed with offensive and defensive buffs.
Even a hell demon would struggle to increase its temperature. The Silver Samurai's abilities remained, enhanced beyond imagination.
Both boys stood back, knowing this gift was unbeatable. Its power level was insane, and Wraith would wield it like nothing the world had ever seen.
The Silver Blaze Sword
Using the same magical metal and enchantments as the Silver Luna Armor, Strom and Sam began forging sword for Wraith.
First, they built the structure, then poured the molten, enchanted metal to form the sword's body in one seamless piece. It was already razor-sharp, capable of slicing through demons skin effortlessly. Its edge was nearly impossible to bend or dull, maintaining lethal sharpness in every battle.
The handle held a blue stone—a unique enchantment allowing it to absorb energy whenever the sword takes damage, repairing itself after each fight. Even better, the more types of blood it drinks in battle, the stronger its sharpness and abilities become, making it a weapon that grows deadlier with every fight.
Now, with the Silver Luna Armor and the Silver Blaze Sword, Wraith would not just be a force to be reckoned with—she would be unstoppable.
Chapter 4 – The Birthday Gift
It was the calm morning of July 21st, and the air was filled with laughter. Today was special—Wraith's 21st birthday.
The entire day was spent celebrating. Food, laughter, and stories filled the hours until nightfall. By evening, everyone gathered for the cake cutting and presents.
All were here:
Astrid, Sam, Flowra (Astrid's mother), Strom, Zyphus, Violet (Zyphus's sister), Natalya (the chosen twin-sister of Chaos), Elena, Helena, and Myra (the elf sisters of Strom).
Only Dravyss and Nia were missing—still away on her planet and mission.
The gifts were breathtaking: enchanted blades, jeweled crowns, frozen crystal dresses… but none of them compared to the one Strom and Sam had hidden under a massive cloth.
Wraith – "What is this?"
Sam – "First of all… everyone close your eyes. This one's a real surprise."
Strom – "And Zyphus—no cheating."
Zyphus smirked, "Alright, bro. You win."
Everyone shut their eyes, waiting for the reveal. Strom and Sam exchanged a look, then pulled the cover away.
Strom – "Here we go…"
When the cloth dropped, gasps filled the room.
There it stood: the Silver Luna Armor, gleaming like pure moonlight, beside the Silver Blaze Sword. Its shine was so bright under the night sky that no other gift could compare.
Wraith (in shock) – "…You two… how did you even manage this?"
Strom – "We can make anything, you know."
Sam – "Skill and magic, side by side. All of this—we made for you."
Wraith touched the armor with trembling hands, her eyes wide with wonder.
Wraith – "Not even in my dreams could I imagine something like this… but it's real."
The celebration roared back to life. Music, laughter, and joy filled the hall as Wraith accepted the gift that was made with both blood and love.
But far beyond the lights of the party, in the shadows of the night, someone watched silently.
Someone who knew all their secrets.
Their mistakes.
Their weaknesses.
Their loves.
And with this knowledge, that hidden figure began to weave a plan that would shatter everything.
Chapter 5 – The Suprise After the Birthday
Three days after Wraith's birthday, all was good until a strange message appeared under Strom's doormat.
He picked it up, not caring much about who sent it, but read it anyway.
Letter: "You celebrated your girlfriend's birthday so well… but have you ever thought about your elf sister? Hahaha."
Strom's rage exploded instantly. The letter didn't mention which elf sister — Elena, Helena, or Myra — all three were his sisters by choice but he don't care about blood.
Without a second thought, Strom wore his Dragon Knight armor and stormed straight toward Cersenta, the kingdom of Elena. For Strom, Elena was always too soft, too inconvenient — anyone could take advantage of her. He didn't even carry his pendant this time, but fueled by fear of losing her, he crossed the sea in just 2 hours instead of the usual 6.
He barged into the castle, shouting her name again and again until finally Elena appeared.
Elena: "Strom? What happened? Sorry, I was busy with some work."
Relief washed over Strom when he saw her safe…
Strom: If you are safe then...
The words of the letter echoed in his mind. If Elena was safe, then maybe it was Helena or Myra.
Without even explaining, Strom left again, racing back to his boat. He didn't care about exhaustion — only about his sisters.
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In the Valkyrie Village
Astrid was already in the forest, training. Flowra was in the market buying vegetables. Wraith stepped outside and noticed a line of blood leading toward an old hut.
She followed it, knocked on the hut's door — silence. She kicked it down, searched inside, but found nothing. Just as she was about to leave, her eyes caught a box with a tag:
"For the Blue Demoness."
Wraith hesitated. She thought about leaving it… but curiosity and fear pushed her to open it.
Inside, her world shattered.
The severed head of Natalya, the vampire — her sister by choice, closer than blood.
Her body trembled. She shut the box, tried to hold back, but the tears poured uncontrollably. The pain was real. Natalya was gone. And now, Wraith's rage was unchained. Whoever did this — she would kill.
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Astrid's Side
Later, Astrid returned from training. At her usual sword practice ground, she noticed a letter waiting for her.
Letter: "You Valkyrie… you left your mom, only to become prey for me. Hahaha."
Astrid thought it was some stupid prank. But when it came to Flowra — she didn't even trust Strom with her. Panic struck. She rushed toward her house.
By the time she arrived, everything was destroyed. Broken walls, shattered furniture ,claw and Sword mark everywhere. Flowra was gone but Wraith and her armour was also missing.
Astrid ran to the market. People told her Flowra had already gone back home. But Astrid knew the truth — she was missing. Someone had kidnapped her.
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At Zyphus's Kingdom
When Zyphus returned from training, he went straight to Violet's room to wake her up.
Zyphus (knocking): "Violet! Wake up, it's already 7am. Get ready for practice."
Silence.
He knocked again. Nothing. His anger grew.
Zyphus: "Sister, open this damn door or I'll break it down."
Still no answer. His rage boiled.
Zyphus: "Last warning."
He smashed the door open — the room was in chaos. Her bow and arrows snapped, the place torn apart. Violet was gone.
Zyphus stormed downstairs, grabbed a gate knight by the collar.
Zyphus: "Where is my sister!?"
Knight: "My lord… a man in dragon-like armor came. He said he was your friend, so I allowed him inside to meet ma'am Violet."
Zyphus: "Are you drunk on wine? Dreaming? Lying!?"
Knight: "No, my lord. I swear. He wore a dragon like helmet, strong armor, a cape. He looked like… a Dragon Knight."
Zyphus froze. His mind burned. Could it be Strom? Once, Strom had kidnapped a princess for vacation money. But to kidnap Violet? Zyphus didn't want to believe it.
Zyphus: "Did he leave with Violet?"
Knight: "No, my lord. He came out alone. Lady Violet was not with him."
He doesn't want to believe in this because Strom saved them many times and also they are good friends but then he remembered a story of Strom that he had kidnapped a princess just for money.
Zyphus's rage trembled. "Sorry, Strom… but if this is true, I'll kill you by my own hands if you dare to hurt my sister."
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Back to Strom
By now Strom reached the castle of Helena and Myra. He stormed in, shouting their names. Only Myra appeared, messy-haired, half-asleep.
Strom: "Where is Helena!?"
Myra: "She must be sleeping… right now…"
Strom: "Call her."
Myra shouted Helena's name again and again. No response. The silence was deafening.
They entered Helena's room — and froze.
The walls dripped with blood. The floor was shattered. Helena was gone, The same feeling when Angela was gone, the same fear and pain of losing someone.
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Now it was clear. Someone was targeting them all — one by one. But who?
And worse — Strom was being framed.
Chapter 6 — The Enemy Within
Later, when Sam returned to his house after the library, something felt wrong — the front door was broken, the place too quiet. He rushed inside and found his sister on the floor, blood on her head. His mom, Drati, was missing.
Sam dropped down beside her, panic in his voice.
Sam: What happened here?
Lisa blinked slowly, clutching her head.
Lisa (Sam's sister): Dad was out for work… then a girl came in — full silver glowing armor. She hit me and took Mom away.
Sam's face hardened.
Sam: A girl in silver armor? Did.....did she have a weapon like a — a sword?
Lisa: Yes. A double-sided sharp sword.
Sam stands up in anger: Take care. I'll bring Mom back.
Lisa: But where are you going?
Sam: Don't worry. I'll be back.
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Meanwhile, Zyphus arrived at Strom's house — only to find it empty. His anger flared hotter. He left immediately to find Strom and Violet.
Wraith, wearing the new Silver Luna armor, also came to Strom's house for help — same result. Empty. No clues. She left, silent and cold.
Sam ran to Astrid's house and found it ransacked. Flowra, Wraith, and Astrid — all gone. He was searching for Wraith and for his mother, Drati.
Astrid charged into the quiet library Sam frequented, looking for him. The old warden hissed her with a long, drawn-out "Suuuuuuu!" as if to keep the noise down.
Astrid snapped back in anger, raw and loud: "Eat the dick, lady."
She stalked out, leaving the stunned old woman behind.
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Meanwhile, Strom and Myra were still searching Helena's castle for clues.
Myra: Are we going to find her?
Strom: Don't worry. I'll bring her back at any cost. Let's check her room again.
They searched Helena's room again. Not much — but then Strom saw a mark: the spear-slash pattern he recognized. Zyphus.
Strom: Zyphus was fast enough to vanish before eyes could catch him ,he move like Shadow.
Myra: Zyphus who?
Strom: Stay here. Keep yourself safe. Maybe hide somewhere until I return.
Strom didn't wait. He left the castle and headed straight toward Zyphus's kingdom.
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Astrid reached Sam's house and saw Lisa, head bandaged.
Astrid: Lisa — what happened!?
Lisa: A girl in silver armor hit me and took Mom away.
Astrid's eyes went hard. She thought of Wraith and the missing armor. Her jaw tightened like a trapped blade.
(Astrid in her head) — Wraith and her armor are both missing, and now my mom and Sam's mom are gone. I love you like my own sister, Wraith — but you gave me this. Your time's up, bitch.
Astrid left Sam's house and raced to Strom's — no one there.
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Strom reached Zyphus's kingdom and barged into the castle, breath heavy.
Strom: Where is Zyphus?
A bored knight looked up.
Knight: You come again?
Strom: Again? Are you mad? This is the first time I'm here.
Knight: Then who was the guy who visited first?
Strom ignored him, thinking it nonsense. He stormed into Zyphus's chamber — and found a wing, soaked and torn: Helena's feathered wing, hacked and bloody.
Something in Strom snapped. Rage ignited to a bright, terrible heat.
Strom (growling): You hurt my sister, Zyphus. Now you will see.
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No one knew who had taken whom. The pattern was clear: mothers, sisters, friends — snatched. And a single, awful truth settled like ice — someone inside their world was hunting them, striking close and precise.
Strom's promise burned in the dark: find them. Bring them back. Rip the enemy out from within their ranks.
Chapter 7 – The Collide of Warriors
Strom reached his house and saw another letter lying near the entrance.
He picked it up, rage already burning in his chest.
Letter: "You are going to pay, Dragon Knight. Now you will feel what losing someone truly means. I have kidnapped your love — the Demon Princess — and your sister. Bring me the head of the Zyphus and I will give you your gift. Remember… your elf sister is counting her last breaths. Don't delay. Meet me in Dark Vellina with my gift "
Strom crushed the letter in his fist, his dragon aura flaring.
His rage ignited — he was going to hunt the Diamond Knight, Zyphus.
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Meanwhile, Zyphus returned to his castle to collect his maximum gear.
One of his knights rushed forward nervously.
Knight – "My lord, The Dragon Knight Strom was here earlier… searching for you."
Zyphus froze for a moment. "Again? What nonsense are you talking about?"
He rushed into his chambers only to find a letter waiting on his bed.
Letter: "Your friend Strom helped me to kidnap your sister, but now he is taking too much credit. Bring me his head, Zyphus, and come to Dark Vellina. I am waiting."
Zyphus' blood boiled. His grip on his twin diamond spears tightened.
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Far away, Wraith stumbled across Flowra and Drati, both wounded and trapped inside an abandoned house near Strom's ruined village. She freed them carefully, her armor glowing faintly under the cracked roof.
Lisa's voice shook when she saw her.
Lisa – "Wait… you're back? But I saw you already… you came earlier."
Wraith's brow furrowed. "Back? Lisa, this is the first time I've come here."
Drati, injured but alive, whispered:
"Child… you attacked us first. But… my heart tells me you would never truly harm me."
Wraith clenched her fists. "Someone is framing me. Someone killed Natalya. I will find them. And when I do…" Her eyes glowed through the silver visor. "…they will regret it."
She left them in safety at Sam's house and went back to storm.
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Astrid returned to her home, seeing it in ruins. Her mother Flowra was gone already, Wraith was missing, and rage boiled inside her veins.
The rain outside fell heavier, thunder splitting the night.
Astrid donned her real Valkyrie armor and gripped the massive blade.
Astrid – "I don't care if moonlight buffs you, or that cursed silver armor heals you. Demoness… I'll cut you down myself tonight."
She stormed into the night, hunting Wraith.
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At the same time, Strom entered an ancient hall filled with statues of forgotten warriors.
Lightning cracked across the sky as he noticed a bright signal sparking in the distance — Zyphus' lightning call.
Strom grinned darkly, summoning his spear and blue blade. He wrapped the blade in cloth with something, hurled it miles away into the storms, then ready to face Zyphus.
Strom – "So… ready to die, Diamond Knight?"
Zyphus, in his glowing diamond armor, twin spears lit with blue sparks, stepped forward.
Zyphus – "Let's see who falls tonight, Strom."
Without another word, they clashed.
Spear met Spear.Diamond met dragon . Sparks flew — not red, but pure blue — lighting the old hall as thunder roared outside.
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Elsewhere, Wraith and Astrid finally collided in the rain-soaked fields.
Astrid – "You bitch!"
She attacked without hesitation, swinging her massive blade.
Wraith tried to explain, but Astrid didn't listen. The clash rang like thunder.
Sam appeared mid-battle, his fury already boiling. Without a word, he cast a spell that slammed into Wraith and knocked her down.
Astrid – "Now you'll see what happens to demons!"
Sam – "I trusted you like my sister, Wraith… and you betrayed us?"
Wraith, breathing heavily, growled: "What the fuck are you two talking about? I didn't betray anyone!"
But neither Astrid nor Sam wanted to hear. They struck together, blades and magic colliding against Wraith's silver Luna armor.
This time Wraith stopped dodging. She clenched her fist and landed a devastating punch into Sam's chest, knocking him back and making him bleed instantly. Astrid slammed into her with brute strength, their swords locking, their faces only inches apart.
The ground shook with every blow. Wraith's ribs cracked under Astrid's blade, but her armor shimmered, repairing itself — though her wounds stayed raw.
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And in the far darkness of Dark Vellina, Violet holding a tiny injured elf wrapped in her coat. Helena, one wing ripped away and bleeding badly, her life fading fast.
Cold rain poured. Violet's lips trembled, but she refused to abandon the child.
Violet – "Even if I die here… I won't leave the innocent."
And then… a faint blue light fell from the dark sky above, landing silently in the shadows of Dark Vellina.
Something… or someone… had arrived.
Chapter 8 – The Dark Vellina
In the Great Hall
Strom and Zyphus were clashing with pure brutality, spear against spear.
Zyphus' twin-spear style was fast — elite-level fast — but Strom kept dodging at razor-thin margins and countering instantly.
Zyphus launched a dual strike meant to kill, both spears slicing down together.
Strom saw his opening.
CRACK!
His heavy strike shattered one of Zyphus' spears clean in half.
Zyphus: "You will regret that."
Strom locked his spear against Zyphus' remaining one, pinning it in place.
But Zyphus smashed a brutal punch into Strom's ribs and slammed him into the floor.
Strom rose, blood at the edge of his mouth.
Strom: "That's all you've got?"
Zyphus: "I'm just getting started, Brat."
Then came hand-to-hand combat.
Elbows, knees, fists — Strom cracked Zyphus' diamond helmet with a punch, Zyphus answered with a barrage of uppercuts too fast to dodge.
Both bled.
Neither stopped.
Zyphus trained with the world's elite knight-masters — speed, stealth, precision.
But Strom…
He was trained by life itself.
Demons, gods, knights.
Real battles.
Real scars.
And the harsh teaching of Darkius the wizard.
Strom wasn't weak — he was a Knight who survived hell.
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Outside – The Rain-Soaked Battlefield
Astrid and Sam fought like a deadly duo.
Astrid's heavy attacks forced Wraith back while Sam's spells exploded the earth like breaking stone.
Wraith sprint like a shadow, vanishing and reappearing — then hurled her sword straight at Sam.
Astrid blocked it instantly.
But that was the distraction....
Wraith appeared in front of Sam and punched him so hard his jaw cracked.
Astrid slashed Wraith's rib armor in retaliation — deep enough to hurt, strong enough to stagger.
Sam fired a flame spell that burned like it scorched the soul.
Wraith screamed, Astrid followed with a punch that dented Wraith's armor inward.
Wraith leapt again, claws aimed for Sam's chest —
but Sam blasted lightning at point-blank range.
Wraith convulsed, frozen.
Astrid drove her sword through Wraith's foot, pinning her down.
But Wraith kept fighting — slicing Astrid's shoulder and forcing her to drop her blade.
This wasn't a duel.
This was war.
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Deep in the Dark of Vellina
Something glowed inside the shadows.
Knights froze.
A faint blue light.
Then two glowing white eyes.
Knight 1: "What is that?"
Knight 2: "Don't know… but it feels like it's watching us."
Leader Knight: "Give me your spear."
He hurled the spear at the glowing eyes—
CLANG!
Metal clashed with something solid.
Heavy footsteps followed.
Slow.
Merciless.
Then the nightmare arrived.
Roni — The Cursed Armor.
Knights tried to fight.
But they never stood a chance.
Roni's dark-silver katana chopped bodies clean in half —
one slash, three corpses.
Limbs dropped like broken branches.
Blood soaked the stone.
You can't kill a curse.
And you can't outrun Roni.
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In the Heart of Dark Vellina
A massive bowl filled with black blood rippled.
The Demon Lord's voice rose from it, his presence is alone enough to suffocate anyone.
Demon Lord: "Did you kill them?"
She smiled darkly.
Illumina: "No. I made them fight each other. Now they're thirsty for blood."
Demon Lord: "I ordered you to finish them. Kill them now."
Illumina: "Shut up, shit lord. I'm not your servant anymore. I paid you enough. I don't obey you now. I do whatever the hell I want."
She kicked the bowl aside.
The Demon Lord shadow vanished.
Illumina stood tall, eyes glowing.
Illumina: "Why be a servant… why follow your order. I'm Queen now."
Her laughter echoed —
dark, thunderous, evil —
shaking the hall like a storm in silence.
Chapter 9 — The Illumina
The Great Hall was fully destroyed by both Knights.
Diamond Knight — fast, sharp, a master of combat.
Dragon Knight — strong, endurance like steel, and a strategy master.
Zyphus launched a kick but Strom blocked, then fired a brutal uppercut that sent Zyphus crashing onto the ground. Before he could recover, Strom grabbed him and threw him hard into a pillar, then unleashed punch after punch straight into his face.
Strom: Die, Diamond Knight!
Zyphus: I'll drag you to your grave before I fall!
Zyphus pushed him back and punched his face — so fast and powerful it broke his own gauntlet. Diamond shards fell, but Zyphus didn't stop until Strom finally blocked him.
Strom: Enough!
Before Zyphus could attack again, Strom twisted his wrist and delivered a crushing knee strike to Zyphus's head — so brutal it split the Diamond Knight's helmet in half, revealing his bloodied face.
Strom: This ends now.
Zyphus: But not like this…
Then an unexpected uppercut from Zyphus made Strom step back.
Their fight didn't stop.
None of them were going to fall.
None of them were making this fight easy.
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Outside — Rain-soaked battlefield
Wraith was bleeding badly. Her glowing blue blood covered the ground. One foot was soo injured she could barely stand.
Astrid's arm was badly hurt, but she kept attacking.
Sam was also bleeding from claws and punches, yet he never stopped chanting.
Wraith threw her dagger into Sam's shoulder, then hit Astrid in the face hard enough to send her crashing to the ground.
Wraith grabbed Astrid by the collar, claws sharp
Wraith: We were sisters once… but you left me no choice, Astrid.
Before she could strike, Sam launched a psychic blast so brutal it stunned her.
Astrid pinned Wraith to the ground and punched her helmet so hard it was fully bent. Before Wraith could wake, Astrid threw her against a cobblestone wall.
THUD!!
Wraith collapsed, unconscious.
Sam and Astrid reached her.
Sam: Kill her before she kills us!
Astrid raised her blade — but froze. Every memory with Wraith rushed in.
The chaos they created together…
The funny moments…
The time Wraith took care of her when she was injured…
She couldn't kill her.
Astrid slammed the blade beside Wraith's head instead.
Sam: "What are you doing!?"
Astrid: "No… I...I can't. She is like a little sister to me. I can't Sam, sorry."
Sam grabbed Astrid's blade: Then I'll do it—
But he couldn't kill her either.
She was the only one who defended him when everyone roasted him.
Wraith never left his side.
Sam: Why is it so hard!!
(throws the blade away)
Astrid: We can't kill her… but I won't let her breathe peacefully.
She stepped on Wraith's chest.
The crushing force made Wraith scream in brutal pain.
Astrid didn't stop—
Until Wraith summoned her sword, piercing Astrid's thigh.
Astrid collapsed on the ground from the pain.
Before Sam could move, Wraith slammed him straight into the wall.
Wraith: Why won't you listen!? I can't hurt them! They're mothers too! I never got a chance to live happily with my own mother… do you really think I'd hurt anyone's mother? Am I that bad, Sam…?
Her eyes were wet — pain, guilt, and confusion all at once.
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Meanwhile — In the Dark Vellina
Violet and Helena were freed thanks to Roni, The Cursed Samurai Armour.
Strom had thrown his blade with the Yin-Yang locket, trusting his Samurai servant to save Wraith and Helena — not knowing Violet would be there instead of Wraith.
Violet carried Helena while a wave of knights rushed at them.
But Roni didn't let a single one touch them.
He killed everyone who dared step forward — even elite knights fell instantly.
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Back in the Great Hall
The spear clashed again.
But before Zyphus could attack…
Strom and Zyphus were teleported.
Only faint golden dust remained.
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Battlefield
Wraith, Sam, and Astrid were also teleported.
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Dark Vellina in The Shadow
Violet and Helena were teleported too.
Only Roni and the knights remained.
But Roni slaughtered the army like a beast of death itself.
Even the strongest elites didn't survive a single second.
Chapter 10 — The Bitch Witch
The team teleported into the Great Hall.
Everyone froze when they saw each other.
Strom spotted Helena.
Zyphus saw Violet.
Wraith, Sam, and Astrid immediately stopped fighting.
Strom (holding Helena): Thank God you are alive…
Zyphus (to Violet): Who did that?
Before anyone could move, an evil laugh echoed across the hall…..Illumina.
Illumina: "So everyone is here, huh? How is my play?"
Zyphus: "You again!"
Strom: "You know her?"
Zyphus: "Yeah—long story short, She is such a Bitch."
Illumina: Shut the fuck up! You Diamond Knight—you destroyed my life!
Zyphus: You and your husband killed innocent people and worshiped The Demon Lord. I was just cleaning the society.
Illumina: Cleaning the society by killing us!?
Zyphus: You ran away leaving him. Your husband died because of YOU.
Illumina: You killed my husband! You made me a widow—you stole my happiness!
Zyphus: Bla bla bla…
A high-heel slammed into Zyphus's face—thrown by Illumina in rage.
Illumina: Now all of you will die tonight.
Strom: Another witch serving that freak… what world am I living in?
Illumina: You all talk too much.
She launched lightning spears—fast, sharp, brutal.
Strom shielded Helena with his own body, taking the full impact.
Wraith hid behind a pillar.
Everyone scattered for cover… except Astrid.
Astrid charged straight at Illumina. Her armor was broken, but she still used her sword to block the attacks.
Before she could strike, Illumina grabbed her hair and smashed her skull against a pillar—again and again—until the grey stone turned crimson.
Strom threw his spear into Illumina's thigh, forcing her to release Astrid.
Zyphus saw his chance.
He tackled Illumina to the ground and landed brutal punches to her face.
Zyphus: Go meet your love in hell!
Illumina laughed through blood and agony and kicked him away.
Illumina: You die first, Diamond Knight!
She summoned a massive lightning spear, aimed straight for his chest—
—but before she could complete it, a small dagger sliced her neck clean.
Illumina's head hit the floor and rolled.
The dagger flew back into Wraith's hand, dripping with dark red blood.
Strom: You should've done that five minutes earlier…
Wraith: I didn't want a witch spirit haunting me at night because I won't let her finish sentence.
Zyphus: FINALLY the Bitch Witch is gone!!!
Violet: Can we get the hell out of here now?
Zyphus: Yeah—the exit is on the right side. Follow me, guys.
Aftermath
Sam's house the next morning looked like a battlefield reborn.
The air smelled of blood, herbs, and burnt metal.
Broken armor lay scattered. Cracked spears leaned against the wall.
Everyone was bruised, patched-up, half-dead… but alive.
Flowra walked toward Strom with fresh bandages, but he raised a hand.
Strom: Not me. My sister comes first.
Flowra nodded and moved to Helena, gently wrapping her wounds.
Drati and Lisa were dealing with the others—Sam's cuts, Astrid's bruised ribs, Wraith's injured foot, Zyphus face etc.
Drati: Who the hell fights with their own friends like this!?
Everyone who fought each other yesterday, in perfect unison:
All: We do!
Drati: …Crazy kids.
After the bandages were done, Strom sat beside Helena with a bowl of soup.
He carefully raised the spoon, blowing on it before feeding her like she was the most fragile thing in the world.
Wraith watched.
Wraith fumed.
Wraith reached peak jealousy.
Wraith: Oi! Mr. Dragon Knight! Your love is ALSO injured! Maybe pay some attention to ME instead of feeding that elf princess!?
Strom didn't even look at her. Still feeding Helena calmly.
Strom: Nah. You're tough enough to take care of yourself. But my sister? She's fragile. She comes first.
Helena turned slowly toward Wraith… one eyebrow raised like a smug little queen.
Helena: Listen, you Demon—he loves me more than you. Hahaha!
Her laughter wasn't innocent…
but it wasn't evil either.
It was the kind of playful sass that only siblings could weaponize.
Wraith: I hate that child.
The hall went silent.
Then… BOOM—everyone burst into laughter.
Even Zyphus, with his broken nose, laughed so hard it hurt.
Pain… bandages… chaos…
But for the first time in a long time—
They were together.
United.
Alive.
And stronger than ever.