As Annie stuffed an entire barbecue skewer into her mouth, she noticed Glenn sitting across from her, looking visibly frustrated. She chewed thoughtfully, trying to gauge Glenn's mood.
"Why do you look frustrated?" Annie asked, her voice slightly muffled by the food.
Glenn glanced up at her, a faint smile playing on her lips. It seemed Annie's casual demeanor was helping her relax.
"I was trying to persuade those two idiots—Levi and Sophie—to stop their nonsense," Glenn sighed, her voice quiet and weary. "But they just blocked me, and Sophie even unfriended me."
Annie frowned sympathetically as she swallowed the last bite of her meal. "You know, you should just leave them be. I think Sophie might come around eventually," she suggested, trying to comfort Glenn.
Glenn smiled a little, her expression softening as she looked at her phone. Annie noticed the change and leaned in, curious. "What are you smiling about?" she asked, peeking over at the screen. Her eyes widened in shock.
In Annie's mind, she screamed with excitement, "Oh my gosh!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! Glenn is also a fan?!"
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"Um... you like that too?" Annie asked hesitantly, her voice filled with a mix of disbelief and delight.
Glenn nodded, engrossed in reading a new chapter of Titan's Bride. "One of my favorites, actually. And it was one of my first BL mangas. It's honestly a good story... not, you know, just smut," Glenn said, her cheeks tinged with a slight blush, clearly understanding the implication.
Annie grinned, thrilled to have found common ground with Glenn. "I also like it too!" she exclaimed, feeling a sense of camaraderie.
The two of them spent the next ten minutes engrossed in the new chapter, their faces gradually turning bright red at certain scenes. They exchanged knowing glances, sharing in the mutual enjoyment and occasional embarrassment.
Suddenly, Glenn's phone rang, breaking the moment. She glanced at the caller ID and sighed. "I have to go now," Glenn said, waving at Annie as she got up to leave.
As Glenn walked away, Annie watched her go, a smile lingering on her face. She realized she genuinely liked Glenn—she was nice, quirky, and had a unique way of thinking that Annie found refreshing.
Annie headed towards her motorcycle, deciding to take a leisurely ride around Mehville. As she rode through the town, she spotted a golden limo passing by, catching her eye with its opulence. It was Tina's limo, and it looked like they were heading somewhere important.
Bell, ever the voice of curiosity, urged, "You should talk to her..."
But Annie, aware of the awkward terms between her and Tina, shook her head. "No, thank you," she murmured quietly, watching the golden, sparkling limo disappear into the distance.
As Annie continued her ride, she noticed a crowd gathered nearby, drawn by a commotion. There were sounds of explosions, shouting, and the unmistakable noise of a fight breaking out. Intrigued, Annie made her way towards the scene.
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Bell chimed in, sounding half amused, half cautious, "Yep, it's perfectly safe... just don't get involved."
Annie watched the unfolding drama with wide eyes, fascinated by the chaos but mindful to keep her distance. The scene was chaotic, yet strangely captivating, and Annie couldn't help but be drawn in, her curiosity piqued by the spectacle before her.
Annie pushed her way through the crowded spectators, her heart pounding with a mix of fear and curiosity. As she emerged at the front, she was stunned to see John in the midst of a fierce battle. He was facing off against another boy who looked familiar—one of John's classmates. But why were they fighting?
John was visibly bruised, his breaths coming in ragged gasps. His opponent, however, seemed to be enjoying the confrontation, a cruel grin spread across his face as he pointed his wand at John. The boy's eyes gleamed with a malicious glint, and Annie felt a chill run down her spine.
With a flick of his wand, the opponent unleashed a powerful lightning bolt. John barely managed to dodge it, the crackling energy missing him by inches. Annie's heart raced as she watched, horrified by the violence unfolding before her. She felt torn—should she intervene and try to help, or should she stay back and avoid getting involved?
John struggled to get back on his feet, clearly in pain. He tried to muster a counterattack, but his legs gave out, sending him sprawling to the ground. His opponent sneered, his wand still trained on John. "I guess us wand users are way stronger!" he taunted, his voice dripping with arrogance.
Just then, the atmosphere changed dramatically. A thick, dark aura began to surround the two fighters, making the air feel heavy and oppressive. Annie could feel the tension rising, the crowd around her holding their breath in anticipation. It was as if the very essence of the place had shifted, and the gravity of the situation became palpable.
As the battle between John and his opponent reached its climax, a towering shadowy figure emerged behind John, casting an imposing silhouette over the scene. The shadow figure, a manifestation of John's divine spirit, surrounded his opponent, forming a shadowy cage that entrapped him. John stood tall, wiping the blood from his mouth, a determined look in his eyes.
John: "I think we overdid it a bit," John murmured, glancing up at his divine spirit. The spirit, a fierce samurai clad in black and white, exuded an aura of dark justice and power.
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The divine spirit, named Zen, floated gracefully above, holding a shadowy sword. With a swift motion, Zen slashed the sword through the air, causing the shadow cage to tighten around John's opponent. Inside the cage, the opponent's head spun as he watched in horror as thousands of shadow spiders crept toward him, their many legs skittering ominously. The poor guy screamed, his voice echoing through the crowd, as John observed him coldly.
Bell, standing beside Annie, was fascinated by the display. "Cool... his divine spirit's power is shadow magic!" she whispered, her eyes wide with wonder.
John's mind: "How are we going to finish this guy?" John communicated telepathically with Zen.
Zen: "Let him suffer in his nightmare and destroy his wand," Zen replied, his voice calm and unyielding.
Zen and John fused. As Zen became Johns samurai sword.
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But just then, John noticed something—his opponent's wand wasn't on the ground. It meant the opponent still had it! As if on cue, the opponent, in a desperate move, broke free from the shadow cage using his thunder magic. His clothes were torn, and his body was covered in small bite marks from the shadow spiders. With fury burning in his eyes, he pointed his wand at John, shouting, "You bastard!" He unleashed a massive, roaring thunderbolt aimed directly at John.
John, undeterred, reacted swiftly. He slashed his sword through the air, meeting the thunderbolt head-on. The clash of energy was intense, but John's sword absorbed the attack, redirecting the bolt back toward the opponent. The opponent's eyes widened in shock as the thunderbolt struck him, leaving him paralyzed and numb, unable to move.
The crowd gasped in awe at the spectacle, while Annie and Bell watched with amazement. Annie's mind raced, imagining what she could do if she learned magic like this. The sky cleared, the oppressive atmosphere lifting as John returned to his original form. The crowd slowly dispersed, murmuring about the incredible display of power they had just witnessed.