Risebelle and Runebelle stood protectively in front of Roselle. Risebelle's eyes narrowed.

"This is no ordinary threat, and we can't afford to hold back," she asserted.

Runebelle’s frown depened. "We need to be extremely careful and find a way to counter that spear.”

Mystimona, stepped forward confidence. "This spear is quite interesting, and the magic she wields is something else. It's got me excited."

Turning to Roselle, Risebelle, and Runebelle, he posed a question, "So, what's it going to be? Do you wish to continue the fight together, or will you allow me the honor of a one-on-one duel with her?"

Risebelle made her decision. She recalled the destructive power of the violet-haired woman's spear, and Roselle's cannon, a trusted companion, lay in ruins.

"By all means," Risebelle declared. “We need to get back to Kintovar. Now!"

Roselle, still in shock from the earlier attack, stammered, "But..."

Runebelle gently patted Roselle’s head and pulled her into a brief, comforting embrace. “Hang in there, Roselle,” Runebelle said softly before carefully placing Roselle on her back.

Roselle, though still shaken and in pain looked back. Her eyes remained locked on the scene behind her where Mystimona was preparing for the impending confrontation.

Mystimona watched the sisters go off, then directed his attention to the violet-haired woman. His eyes were filled with a sense of curiosity.

"Someone with your power doesn't typically act without a reason," he began while folding his arms. "What is this about? Why do you seek to destroy Shadowcroft?"

The violet-haired woman lunged forward instead of answering with her spear in hand, aiming to strike at Mystimona. He narrowly avoiding the attack and said with a rising fury, “I’m going to find out, one way or another. Whether through battle or if you decide to reveal your motives. I won't let you continue to destroy this place without stating your reason!"

Mystimona's purple aura flared with intensity. He unleashed rapid-fire elemental energy shots towards them with incredible speed.

The Violent-haired woman's face shifted from a cold look and eased up slightly. With a swift and precise motion, she sliced through the elemental attacks with her spear, dispersing them into harmless motes of energy.

Mystimona closed the gap between him and the violet-haired woman, infusing his hands with fiery power. He launched a series of punches; however, the violet-haired woman moved with astonishing grace and agility, dodging each strike effortlessly.

The violet-haired woman's eyes turned an ominous shade of purple. She stepped back and chanted, "Spear of Destruction!" With that, she hurled her divine weapon with incredible force. The spear rocketed through the air, leaving a trail of dark energy in its wake.

Mystimona acted quickly, summoning a powerful barrier of the four elements to shield himself from the devastating attack. The collision of the spear with the elemental barrier sent shockwaves throughout the area. The force of the impact was immense, causing massive destruction on the first floor of the facility.

The sheer power of the Spear of Destruction wreaked havoc on the surroundings, leaving a trail of devastation in its wake. Many robots and tech equipment were obliterated by the blast.

Mystimona glanced around at the aftermath of the attack. The destructive energy had left a residue that lingered in the air, and he could feel its malevolent presence. The Spear of Destruction lay next to him, radiating the remaining dark energy.

He knew that this was just one attack from the spear, and it had already caused significant damage.

The Violent-haired woman focused her magical energy, creating a ball of condensed proportions the abyssal crimson energy gathered in her hand, she calmly called a name.

"Crimson Doppelganger Bolt."

With a swift motion, she sent the bolt of energy flying toward Mystimona. As it traveled through the air, it left a fiery trail behind, and to Mystimona's surprise, the attack split into two identical bolts, each carrying the same destructive power.

Mystimona braced himself to defend against the twin attacks. As Mystimona tried to defend against the relentless barrage of the Crimson Doppelganger Bolts, he felt the immense darkness in the energy these attacks held. The pain and pressure from the constant assault were unlike anything he had encountered before. The suspicion that this woman possessed power beyond the norm continued to grow within him. Though he was enduring the attacks, the strain was evident on his face.

The violet-haired woman charged foward. Mystimona's eyes narrowed. "That’s a bad move."

Despite the warning, the woman pressed forward with relentless precision. Mystimona swiftly clasped his hands together, and water surged up from the ground. The liquid twisted and turned, creating a turbulent barrier meant to slow her down.

To Mystimona's dismay, the swirling water seemed to have no effect on the woman. She cut through the watery barrier with ease. Mystimona’s face contorted in disbelief. "There’s no way…" he muttered under his breath.

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Mystimona gathered his focus. He began to condense the water, channeling it into a more concentrated, powerful form. The water swirled around him, amplifying with each passing second.

Mystimona then launched the concentrated water at the woman, it took the shape of a massive, razor-sharp projectile. He aimed directly at her. The water shot forward with explosive force, its intensity rivaling that of the previous attacks.

But the woman’s eyes remained cold. At the last moment, when the attack neared her, she gracefully moved out of the way with minimal effort.

Mystimona watched in frustration. His own energy was beginning to shrink.

Mystimona decided to tap into his earth-based abilities. With a focused thought and swift hand movement, he summoned massive earthen spires from the ground. The towering pillars of solid earth emerged like ancient giants, ready to heed his command.

The woman began to launch off her Crimson bolts of energy at Mystimona. Mystimona, in that moment quickly realized that these earthen spires could serve both as a formidable offense and a reliable defense against the relentless barrage of the Crimson Doppelganger Bolts. He directed them to intercept the attacks, using the pillars to block the incoming bolts and keep himself protected.

The relentless crimson bolts clashed with the sturdy earthen spires. Mystimona managed to speak. “She is no mere human…Her magical power is quite strong. But there's something... different about it."

He hesitated for a moment, then turned his attention back to the battle, narrowly evading another round of Crimson Bolts.

"Is she like me?" he wondered aloud. The violet-haired woman raised her fist, and the atmosphere crackled with energy. She concentrated her magical power into her knuckles. The air around her seemed to tense up, and a wave of anticipation filled the room.

She pointed her fist directly at Mystimona. Her eyes glowed with a deep, indigo light. Then, in a single explosive release of energy, she fired an indigo beam of non-elemental magic at her opponent. The beam streaked towards Mystimona with incredible speed and power, leaving an ethereal trail in its wake.

The indigo beam of magic surged toward him. Mystimona swiftly shouted “Tornado Tempest!” creating a powerful whirlwind of all four elements around himself. The tornado swirled with fury, infused with the combined forces of fire, water, earth, and wind.

The indigo beam struck the tornado with tremendous force, causing a clash of energies. Within the tornado, the Violent-haired woman's attack triggered a series of elemental reactions. The flames of fire, the chill of water, the abrasion of earth, and the disorientation of wind combined to create a dazzling display of power.

Mystimona shouted, "Inferno Torrent! “A torrent of scorching fire and surging water surged around him. The water intensified the flames, creating a searing inferno that blazed forth with incredible power.

With the Inferno Torrent now at his command, Mystimona directed the fiery deluge toward the Violent-haired woman. The torrent of flames and water roared with intensity as it rushed forward, aiming to engulf her. Mystimona declared confidently, "I've got her now!"

But right after speaking those words, the spear beside him surged with dark power, emitting an ominous aura. This unexpected distraction momentarily caught Mystimona's attention.

The Violent-haired woman, sensing her moment to strike, released a vast amount of blackened magical power. The dark energy erupted in a powerful surge, pushing against Mystimona's attack and completely dispersing it. The force of her counterattack was enough to knock Mystimona back, leaving him in shock.

Mystimona, now on his feet, whispered to himself with awe, "Incredible. Her power is beyond anything I've ever seen."

Mystimona, after the intense exchange, had a clearer understanding of the Violent-haired woman's motives. He spoke directly to her, "It's clear to me now that you're not just some random assailant. Your actions and your overwhelming power suggest a specific goal. Your presence in Shadowcroft and your intent to destroy it indicate a personal history or vendetta against this place. Your focus on eliminating the facility reveals a deep-rooted cause or grudge. So tell me, what is it you have against these people?"

The Violent-haired woman spoke with eyes never leaving Mystimona's. "You were on the right track when you mentioned my history with this place, but the true reason behind my mission is far simpler than some vendetta. It boils down to ownership."

“This is territory claimed by the powerful Witch of the South, 'Arahas Olasemahed,' often referred to as Olasy. She's declared her ownership over this area, including its inhabitants. But what's been irking Olasy is that Shadowcroft and its people have been blatantly ignoring her commands and overstepping her boundaries."

Mystimona listened attentively, absorbing the information. The Violent-haired woman concluded, "That's why I'm here. I serve as Olasy's enforcer, and I've been tasked with bringing Shadowcroft to heel and ensuring they understand their place under her rule. The group you came with, Mystimona, you're all mere travelers in this grand scheme, and Olasy's wrath is directed not at outsiders like you, but at those who dare defy her dominion."

Mystimona's curiosity shone in his eyes. He asked, "So, you're saying that the Witch of the South, Arahas Olasemahed, claims ownership of this place, and Shadowcroft hasn't been following her orders? Is that what's driving all this destruction?"

The Violent-haired woman replied with a resolute gaze, "Exactly. Olasy expects obedience, and when she didn't get it, she sent me to enforce her dominion and deal with anything that opposes her, including Shadowcroft itself."

Mystimona nodded, understanding the situation better now. "Thank you for shedding light on the matter. However, I can't let you destroy this place. It means a lot to someone who saved me from a dire situation back where we all came from."

The Violent-haired woman, unmoved by his plea, simply replied, "I don't care. I will destroy you as well if I have to.”

Mystimona asked one more thing, "Can you at least tell me your name?"

She responded with a sense of finality, "I am Rawna."

Mystimona took a step forward, his eyes locking onto Rawna's. "I am Mystimona, one of the protectors of Kintovar,”he declared.

Rawna's glare intensified on Mystimona.

"You're not just any warrior," Mystimona continued. "Your power, your abilities, they’re extraordinary. What exactly are you?"

Rawna remained silent. Mystimona sighed. "Fine, keep your secrets. I at least understand your motivations, I have no choice but to stop you here."

Rawna's lips curled into a cold smirk. "Then let's end this," she said.

Mystimona's eyes narrowed. "Be careful what you wish for." When he spoke, the ground beneath him began to tremble. Earth energy surged around him, forming a protective barrier. Flames danced at his fingertips, water swirled around his body, and the wind howled, whipping through the air with fury.

The elemental forces combined into a display of power, creating a massive-sized aura around Mystimona. He grinned. His eyes locked onto Rawna, who equally prepared by forming a bright purple aura around her entire body and taking a stance.

With a sudden burst of speed, Rawna lunged forward with her spear aimed directly at Mystimona's heart. Mystimona countered, summoning a wall of earth to block the attack. The spear collided with the barrier, sending shockwaves through the ground. The clash caused the entirety of shadowcroft to shake.