Maer began to address the punishment that awaited Purgus, the tension in the air grew thick with anticipation. The weight of their family's authority loomed over the scene, ready to deliver justice. However, before anyone could react, Yenza's voice cut through the charged atmosphere, commanding everyone's attention.
"Step back," Yenza's voice carried a firmness that brooked no argument. His weariness and frustration were palpable as he stood there, his eyes locked on Purgus. He had reached his limit, his patience worn thin by the defiance and hatred that Purgus harbored.
"I'll do it."
Without hesitation, Yenza summoned his formidable power, channeling the essence of the red stratus within him. The swirling energy crackled and surged, ready to be unleashed upon Purgus with a final blow, erasing him from existence. Yenza was resolved to rid their family of this threat once and for all.
However, in that critical moment, Wendy's instincts took over. She couldn't bear to witness Purgus being annihilated, to witness the end of a life, no matter how flawed it had become. With an unwavering determination, she stepped forward and intercepted Yenza's devastating attack, diverting it away from its intended target.
Time seemed to freeze as everyone's gaze turned towards Wendy, their eyes filled with surprise, confusion, and even disappointment. They expected her to support their decision, to uphold the judgment that was about to be executed. Yet here she stood, defiant and protective, putting herself in harm's way to shield Purgus from Yenza's wrath.
Silence hung heavy in the air, broken only by the crackling remnants of Yenza's redirected attack. Wendy met the condemning stares of her family, their unspoken question lingering in the air:
'Why did she dare to defy them?'
In that moment, Wendy realized the complexity of her emotions. She couldn't simply cast aside the memories and bonds she had shared with Purgus, no matter the pain he had caused. She saw beyond his anger and resentment, recognizing the wounded soul within. And though her actions may have defied their expectations, she couldn't stand by and watch him be obliterated.
Her gaze shifted from one family member to another, her voice breaking the silence with a determined tone. "There must be another way," she pleaded, her words carrying the weight of her conviction. "We can't kill him, not like this!"
Maer, her eyes burning with anger and disappointment, stepped forward. "Wendy, you have defied us, betrayed our family's judgment," she stated, her voice filled with a cold resolve. "Purgus has shown nothing but contempt and hatred towards our lineage for the past 2 years. He is a threat, and we must remove that threat."
Wendy stood her ground, her eyes welling with tears. "No! I understand the danger he poses, but there has to be another way, there has to," she implored, her voice shaking with emotion. "We can find a way to help him! Please! I--"
Howl, his face a mask of restrained fury, spoke next, interrupting Wendy. "Wendy, you don't understand the consequences of your actions! By sparing him, we risk the safety and stability of our family, our kingdom."
Liona, her curiosity piqued, stepped closer to Wendy. "What do you see in him, Wendy? What makes you believe he deserves a chance?"
Wendy took a deep breath, steadying herself. "I see pain, Liona. I see someone who has been consumed by anger and hatred. But I also see the possibility of change, of growth. If we can show him compassion, if we can guide him, perhaps he can find redemption, and be useful to the Kingdom!"
Young Misty, sensing the tension and turmoil in the air, reached out her tiny hand towards Wendy from Liona's grasp, but Wendy was out of her reach.
As the family stood in a tense standoff, their hearts and minds entangled in conflicting emotions, Purgus slowly regained consciousness. He observed the scene before him, the glares and accusations, but it was Wendy's unwavering belief in his potential that struck a chord within him.
Purgus struggled to rise to his feet, his body bruised and battered from the battle. With a determined yet weary voice, he addressed the Celeston family. "You despise me, and perhaps rightfully so, but Wendy... she sees a flicker within me that I cannot comprehend. I cannot fully understand why Wendy chooses to stand by my side, but maybe sees through the façade of the Celeston family. Maybe she sees the corruption that runs deep within your veins. Maybe She recognizes the possibility of tearing down the walls of oppression and injustice!"
His words hung in the air, causing a ripple of uncertainty among the family members. Yenza, though still harboring anger, hesitated as doubt flickered in his eyes.
Maer broke the silence, her voice carying both frustration and resignation. "Very well, Wendy. If you are willing to bear the consequences of your decision, then 'so be it'."
Maer's anger ignited like a raging inferno, her once serene and composed demeanor shattered into a tempest of fury. Her eyes glowed with an otherworldly intensity as she declared her intent to handle the situation herself, warning all others to stand back under the threat of unprecedented force.
Wendy's heart sank at the realization that she would have to face Maer, the formidable Deity Queen, in combat. The weight of the consequences she would bear pressed upon her, but she steeled herself, knowing that protecting Purgus was the right thing to do.
The onlookers, recognizing the gravity of the impending clash, hastily retreated from the battlefield, seeking refuge from the storm that was about to unfold. Even Howl, torn between loyalty to his Mother and his duty as a prince, reluctantly withdrew, unable to witness the inevitable clash between Wendy and Maer.
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" If you want to protect Purgus, then It's your Funeral ,Wendy." Liona stated roughly while making his departure from the area. Young Misty reaches out for Wendy once again, but Wendy was getting further and further away from her.
The air crackled with energy as Maer moves forward, her movements swift and precise, a testament to her power as the Deity Queen. Wendy met her charge with determination, her own abilities honed through the years of training and battles.
Blows were exchanged, each strike echoing with the clash of hearts and conflicting loyalties. Wendy's agile movements allowed her to evade Maer's initial onslaught, but it was clear that the Deity Queen possessed a strength and prowess that was unrivaled.
The surroundings bore witness to the destructive forces unleashed by their clashes. The earth trembled beneath their feet, trees outside the Castle were uprooted, and the very air crackled with the residual energy of their attacks.
Maer's eyes burned with an intensity that matched the blaze of her powers. "You dare defy our family, Wendy? Did you realize that you would have to stand against me, the Deity Queen? Back off now... or I WILL kill you" she seethed, her voice holding nothing but pure rage. Wendy's heart ached at Maer's words, for she understood the pain and disappointment her actions had caused. Yet, she couldn't abandon her own beliefs or what she already stood up for.
Wendy fought desperately to keep up with Maer's overwhelming power, a sense of frustration and despair began to settle in her heart. Every move she made seemed to be effortlessly countered, leaving her feeling outmatched and outclassed. The Deity Queen's command over her abilities was unparalleled, displaying a level of mastery that Wendy had never witnessed before.
Wendy launched herself at Maer with renewed resolve. Her attacks became more strategic, her movements more fluid. She sought not to overpower her, but to find a way to connect with her on a deeper level.
Wendy, fueled by determination and a desire to bridge the gap of power, launched a series of attacks against Maer. She moved with agility and precision, her every strike aimed at breaking through Maer's impenetrable defenses.
With a swift spin, Wendy unleashed a flurry of rapid strikes, aiming for Maer's vulnerable spots. But Maer, seemingly untouched by Wendy's assault, effortlessly countered each move with calculated grace. Her superior power and authority were evident in every motion, leaving Wendy in a state of both intimidation and awe.
Undeterred, Wendy adjusted her strategy, shifting to a more defensive stance. She weaved through Maer's attack, evading with grace and determination. Sensing an opening, Wendy struck with a powerful uppercut, aiming to catch Maer off guard. But once again, Maer's defenses proved impenetrable as she swiftly deflected Wendy's blow, displaying her dominance over the battle.
Despite the evident gap in power, Wendy refused to back down. She channeled her inner strength, her attacks becoming more calculated and strategic. Each strike carried her unwavering resolve to overcome the overwhelming aura of authority radiating from Maer.
With a burst of speed, Wendy closed the distance between them, her movements a blur of agility and precision. She unleashed a rapid flurry of strikes, each blow imbued with the force of her Neos powers. Waves of energy surged forth, creating shockwaves that rippled through the surrounding landscape.
But Maer was no ordinary opponent. She met Wendy's assault head-on, her own Neos energy swirled around her in a tempestuous maelstrom. Every strike she launched was like a thunderous storm, unleashing devastating power with each impact. Wendy soon found herself being hurled in the air from a surprising blow, but she quickly catches herself, landing on her feet a distance away, but the pain forcing one of her eyes to close.
With a fierce determination in her eyes, Maer's voice resonated with an icy edge. "I'm not leaving you with anymore time to think, Wendy," she declared, her words cutting through the chaos of battle. In an instant, the air grew frigid, a chilling presence filling the space between them.
As Maer summoned her elemental powers, a series of large, triangular-shaped ice formations materialized on the ground. With a flick of her wrist, she commanded them to hurtle towards Wendy with unparalleled control. The icy projectiles raced through the air, gleaming with a razor-sharp edge.
Wendy opened her eye. Her reflexes kicked into overdrive as she maneuvered through the onslaught. With agile grace, she weaved and dodged, narrowly evading the icy onslaught. Her movements were a ballet of athleticism and precision, but Maer's control over the ice was relentless. She continued to manipulate the frozen projectiles, adjusting their trajectory with swift precision. The icy shards whizzed through the air, their presence a constant threat to Wendy.
"Nebula Veil!"
Wendy uses the Neos energy surging within her. She gathered her focus and unleashed a concentrated burst of Neos power. Waves of energy emanated from her, creating a protective shield around her body in an attempt to block the ice shards drawing near her.
But as Wendy summoned her protective shield of Neos power, Maer's voice cut through the chaos. "Foolish child," Maer warned, her tone laced with icy disdain. "Your feeble shield cannot withstand the might of my ice."
In that moment, time seemed to slow for Wendy. Her eyes widened in surprise as the shards of ice, infused with Maer's elemental control, pierced through her Neos shield with ease. The shards tore through the protective barrier, their sharp edges grazing against Wendy's skin.
A gasp escaped Wendy's lips as pain coursed through her body. Her cosmic energy wavered, the shock of the ice shards' penetration momentarily disrupting her focus. In this frozen moment, she realized the extent of Maer's power and the folly of underestimating her.
Maer dispersed the ice she had formed, then closed in on Wendy with an intense physical assault, her movements swift and precise. Each strike carried the weight of her experience and mastery over her cosmic abilities. Wendy, despite the pain and the onslaught, maintained her focus, determined to find any sign of emotion within Maer's composed facade. With every dodge and parry, Wendy's gaze locked onto Maer's eyes, searching for a flicker of vulnerability, a trace of emotion that could give her insight into her opponent's true intentions. She knew that beneath the icy exterior, there had to be something...
As the clash continued, Wendy's acute observation and unwavering determination had paid off. Amidst the relentless assault, a subtle shift in Maer's expression betrayed a glimpse of conflict. There was a flicker of doubt in her eyes, a hint of uncertainty that briefly pierced through her stoic demeanor. With a surge of determination, Wendy redirected her attacks away from Maer's body, focusing instead on the surrounding environment. She unleashed her power with controlled precision, using her cosmic energy to create a dazzling display of light and beauty.
In the midst of the radiant spectacle, Wendy's voice rang out, filled with earnestness and sincerity. "Maer, please! Listen to me! We are about more than just our anger ! We are family, and our bond should be stronger than any conflict that may divide us!"
Maer's icy cold glare pierced through the air, freezing the very atmosphere around them. It was a response that spoke volumes, a silent affirmation of her defiance and refusal to let go of her anger. The intensity of her gaze carried the weight of unspoken emotions. Can Wendy find a way to get through to her?