"Luminous Judgment,"
Time seemed to slow for Runebelle. As the blinding radiance of Abner's Luminous Judgment enveloped Runebelle, Risebelle couldn't help but reflect on the journey that had brought them to this point. Her thoughts raced as she considered the profound changes that had occurred since she had first awakened in Dr. Kintovar's lab.
‘When did I ever start caring for Roselle and Runebelle so deeply?’ Risebelle wondered inwardly. She remembered waking up in the sterile confines of the lab, confused and disoriented. Back then, she hadn't known what to think of the two other creations who shared her existence, Roselle and Runebelle.
‘I was so different then...so detached, emotionless.’
‘I didn't ask for this... for them.’ Risebelle reflected on the circumstances that had brought them together. ‘But now, I can't imagine a world without them.’
Her thoughts drifted to the earliest days of her existence, when Roselle had taken on the role of teaching her the art of magic. It had been Roselle who patiently guided her, showing her the intricacies of harnessing magical energy and unleashing its power.
‘Roselle...’ Runebelle's thoughts lingered on her older sister. ‘She didn't judge me for my multi-colored hair, like so many others had in my past life. Instead, she accepted me for who I was, and she became my teacher and now...she is the sister that I never had...’
Runebelle's thoughts delved further into the past, reminiscing about Risebelle and her unique role among the sisters. Risebelle had always been the leader, the one who showed seriousness and resolve.
'Risebelle...' Runebelle thought, her mind filled with the image of her resolute sister. 'She is the leader among us, and I... I admired her strength and seriousness. She was always so focused on our survival and the mission, and I followed her orders without question.'
The flashback brought her to a particularly vivid memory. She recalled hiding behind a tree, watching silently as Risebelle and Roselle shared a tender moment. Risebelle had patted Roselle on the head, and there had been an embarrassed look on her face.
Runebelle had felt a warmth in her heart as she witnessed the affection between her sisters. It made her feel happy, and she couldn't help but smile. She wanted to be a part of that bond, to connect with them in the same way.
'Risebelle... you once showed a softer side,' Runebelle mused. 'I remember when you called me over, and despite the embarrassed look you had on your face, you patted me on the head just like you did with Roselle.... it was the first time I felt like I truly belonged.'
As she remembered the recent revents, Runebelle's heart swelled with love and gratitude for her sisters.
The memories continued, and her thoughts returned to the present, where the three protective pillars had just been shattered by Abner's Luminous Judgment.
In the midst of the chaos, Runebelle's resolve remained unbroken."I still have 125% of my Magic," Runebelle thought to herself.
"I've never attempted to use more than three pillars at one time before," Runebelle acknowledged, "But now... there's no other choice. I have... to survive!"
With ferosity, Runebelle called upon her magical abilities and focused on creating a new set of pillars, more than she had ever summoned before. The air around her crackled with energy as she channeled her magic into this desperate act of defense.
Three pillars became four, and then five, and soon, Runebelle had formed a towering ring of protective structures around herself. They stood tall and resolute, forming a protective tower around her. Each pillar glowed with the vibrant green energy of healing and protection that seemed almost impenetrable.
Despite the immense strain on her magic reserves, Runebelle held firm. She refused to let Abner's attack break her spirit or endanger the precious bond she had formed with her sisters.
The pillars stood strong, Runebelle knew that this was her moment of truth."Four... five... six..." Runebelle counted silently in her mind as the pillars continued to manifest around her.Beads of sweat formed on her brow as she pushed herself to create more pillars than she had ever attempted before. Each one glowed with the vibrant green energy of healing and protection, and she willed them to be strong enough to withstand Abner's onslaught.
But as the intensity of the situation increased and she strained her magic, Runebelle suddenly felt a deep sense of unease. It was a feeling she had never experienced before. What was going on with her?
"My magic reserves..." Runebelle thought. It was like a whisper in her mind. "They're depleting faster than I thought."
The realization struck her like a bolt of lightning, and she couldn't help but feel a deepening sadness as she watched the pillars she had summoned begin to falter and was pirced through easily. Her magical energy was dwindling rapidly, and she was faced with an alarming truth.
"Oh..." Runebelle whispered softly to herself, her eyes widening in realization and regret.
[System Message]
Magic Reserves: 0%
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WARNING: Insufficient Magic to maintain pillars. Immediate cessation is advised.
The message displayed in Runebelle's internal system was an undeniable and sobering reality. Runebelle's heart sank as she watched the pillars, which had stood as her last line of defense, begin to waver and fade. The vibrant green glow that had surrounded her had dimmed, and she felt an overwhelming sense of vulnerability.
"I've never been below 100% Magic..." Runebelle thought. She had always been cautious with her magical energy, conserving it for when it was truly needed.
The pillars surrounding Runebelle wavered and faded, and the Overpowering force of Abner's Luminous Judgment bore down upon her. Runebelle couldn't help but reflect on the complex emotions that had defined her existence.
In her previous life, she had some happy recollections, but they had always been fleeting, replaced by pain, misery, and an Immense sadness from which she could never truly escape.
But with her sisters, things had been different. They had shown her acceptance, love, and the warmth of companionship. The bond they had formed had brought a sense of joy and belonging that Runebelle had never experienced before.
As she faced the imminent danger of taking the full force of Abner's attack, Runebelle couldn't help but feel a profound sadness. She thought of her sisters, Roselle and Risebelle .
"I'm... I'm sorry... I couldn't do more. But I hope... you and Risebelle... find happiness... you…are my family…and you gave me a purpose in this new life of mines..."
In the present time, Roselle stood at 300% of her magical capacity, her body enveloped in a swirling storm of dark and volatile energy. The once-red lightning that crackled around her had transformed into a vortex of darkness, pulsating with an ominous power.
[System Message]
Magic Reserves: 300%
DANGER: Magic capacity has reached its absolute limit. Catastrophic consequences imminent.
Roselle's body trembled as the magical energy threatened to consume her. The atmosphere around her crackled with tension as the dark energy surged and swirled, defying all reason and control.
Risebelle, her concern deepening with each passing second, pleaded with Roselle once more, "ROSELLE, PLEASE STOP! YOU'RE PUSHING YOURSELF TOO FAR! YOUR LIFE FORCE IS IN DANGER! IT’S NOT WORTH---"
Roselle's eyes, once a gentle shade of blue, had transformed into a dark and foreboding purple. They shimmered with the ominous energy that radiated from her, and her gaze was fixed on Risebelle with an intensity that made even her gaze in sheer suprise.
Risebelle's words faltered as she locked eyes with Roselle. The swirling darkness that enveloped her sister seemed to be reflecting the storm of emotions within her. It was as if Roselle had tapped into a wellspring of power that went beyond mere magic
Roselle now spoke with a very low tone in her speech. "I won't stop... not until Abner is dead... not until we avenge Runebelle!"
Roselle stood on the brink of unleashing her magical power. The past encounters of her sisters' energies flooded her mind. She recalled the feeling of Runebelle's fire energy, the warmth and protection it had offered. She remembered the icy aura of Risebelle's pillars, a shield against harm. And she thought of the Mystical forest's connection to Earth, a source of strength and grounding.
Roselle's new dark purple lightning crackled and surged around her. Roselle tapped into her experience. She drew upon the essence of her sisters' energies, each one manifesting in her own unique way:
Runebelle's fire energy coursed through her, and flames danced along her limbs, radiating intense heat. It added a furious intensity to her dark lightning, creating an aura of power that was both destructive and passionate.
Risebelle's ice energy formed a shimmering aura around Roselle, encasing her in an icy chill. It acted as a protective barrier, shielding her from the potential dangers of her own volatile magic. The cold and clarity of ice infused her with focus.
The Mystical forest's energy, drawn to Roselle's lightning, surged into her like a current of earthy power. It connected her to the very essence of the forest, grounding her and anchoring her to the natural world. It provided stability and balance to her otherwise chaotic energy.
With these newfound energies swirling around her, Roselle's aura was a mesmerizing blend of fire, ice, and earth, all amplified by her dark lightning.
Abner and Risebelle watched in astonishment as Roselle's aura transformed into a mesmerizing blend of fire, ice, and earth, all amplified by her dark lightning. The once-unstable power had become something formidable and controlled, unlike anything they had witnessed before.
Abner, his emerald eyes wide with surprise, couldn't hide his astonishment. "What... what is this power?" he questioned himself in his mind.
Risebelle, too, was taken aback by the unexpected fusion of energies surrounding Roselle. Her concern for her sister had shifted to both wonder and worry. "Roselle," she called out, with awe , "Sister…what..have you done…?”
Roselle's dark purple eyes, now infused with the combined energies of fire, ice, and earth, gleamed as she faced Abner and Risebelle.
Roselle moved in with her newfound fusion of energies, relying on the earth's power to approach Abner in close quarters, his radiant aura flared to life once more. However, this time, it wasn't a minute too soon.
Roselle, closed the gap between herself and Abner rapidly, using the earth's energy attack him. Abner, recognizing the imminent threat, attempted to defend himself with his light magic.
But to his astonishment and growing concern, none of his usual barriers or defensive spells seemed to work. Roselle's fusion of powers seemed to bypass his defenses with ease, and she closed in.
Abner, realizing Roselle's approach, raised his arms in a last-ditch effort to protect himself, his radiant aura glowing intensely around him. The two forces clashed in a spectacular display of elemental and celestial power.The ground trembled beneath them as their powers clashed, and the air crackled with energy.
Roselle unleashed an uncontrollable storm of her violent purple energy. It surged out like a tempest, engulfing Abner in its malevolent grip. The dark and volatile energy tore through Abner's radiant aura, causing him to cry out in pain as he suffered massive damage.
But Roselle was not finished. Drawing upon the fire energy she had harnessed, she sent out pillars of intense, searing energy toward Abner. These flaming pillars struck with the force of a raging inferno, their destructive power adding to the onslaught.
Abner, Unable to stand his ground against the relentless barrage, struggled to maintain his composure. The combined forces of Roselle's dark energy storm and the pillars threatened to consume him entirely. He fought to defend himself, but the intensity of Roselle's attack made it increasingly difficult to do so.
Abner's trembled with astonishment and disbelief as he struggled to comprehend the incredible display of power before him. The swirling vortex of dark and volatile energy, combined with Roselle's control over various elements left him in awe.
"This... this level of magic, especially from one of Kintovar's creations, it shouldn't be possible. What...are you?"
Roselle responded with a cold glare towards Abner. "Project Mage, The Human Executioner."