With determination burning in his eyes, Edon composed himself, knowing that the situation called for a sacrifice. He clenched his jaw, drawing blood as he bit the tip of his thumb. The crimson droplets fell to the ground, mingling with the dust and grime of the prison floor. The release of blood ignited a power deep within him—the power of Chaos.
As the power surged through his veins, Edon became attuned to the intricate web of chaos theory. He could manipulate the subtle odds of events, shifting them ever so slightly. But every manipulation came at a cost, demanding something of equal value in return. It was a precarious balance, a trade-off that carried a heavy toll.
Summoning the strength within him, Edon focused his power on Gordon. With a calculated twist of fate, he manipulated the odds, causing Gordon's knees to buckle, rendering him temporarily incapacitated. Yet, in the same instant, a searing pain tore through Edon's own knees, the price he paid for altering the course of events.
In the midst of the chaotic exchange, Jenny's eyes fluttered open, her consciousness restored. Confusion clouded her mind as she struggled to comprehend what had transpired. She saw Edon on the ground, his form weakened and vulnerable. With a surge of adrenaline, she mustered her strength, determined to stand and face their foe.
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Jenny's gaze locked onto Gordon, his once-piercing eyes now filled with anguish as he grappled with his shattered knees. The desire for revenge coursed through her veins, but a wave of weakness washed over her, a reminder of the earlier blow she had endured. She realized that escape was their only option, at least for now.
In a moment of clarity, Jenny understood the weight of their situation. She couldn't allow herself to be consumed by vengeance. With unwavering resolve, she scooped up Edon, his body limp and unconscious. The burden of his weight pressed upon her, but she knew she had to carry him to safety.
As she turned to flee, her eyes widened in disbelief. Something plummeted from the sky, crashing down before her with a resounding thud. It was Svarog, the massive body of the ancient being, unexpected and colossal. The sight was both awe-inspiring and bewildering, leaving Jenny stunned and uncertain of its significance.
A glimmer of hope stirred within her heart. If Svarog had descended upon them, perhaps there was a chance, a flicker of salvation amidst the chaos. Gathering her strength, Jenny pushed aside her confusion and focused on the task at hand—escape. With Edon in her arms, she stumbled forward, every step a battle against her weakened body.