A sharp intake of breath echoed among Yoshi’s companions, the threat hanging in the air like a storm cloud.

Yoshi and Lyra exchanged uneasy glances, understanding the gravity of the situation. Demi-gorgons were not just shape-shifting monsters but highly intelligent predators capable of manipulating their environment and preying on the minds of their victims.

“Such audacity,” Joseph muttered, his brows furrowed. “For a mere Demi-Gorgon, not even a full Gorgon, to make such a bold declaration—he must be supremely confident in his abilities.”

Emi Arisa, the Knight-Huntress, stepped forward, her expression firm. “Yes, for a demi-gorgon. It resides deep in the Hollow Chasm, a treacherous region far to the west of Obihiro Town. It’s not just a monster—it’s a cunning adversary that uses fear and illusions to disorient its prey. Retrieving the relic of space from its grasp will not be an easy task.”

The town mistress nodded solemnly. “The loss of the relic has left us vulnerable. We’ve been fortunate that no major attacks have occurred, but our ability to protect the town and its people is severely compromised. That relic is not just a tool—it’s our lifeline.”

Lyra stepped forward, her voice steady. “What do you know about the demi-gorgon’s weaknesses? Surely there must be something we can use against it.”

Emi hesitated, glancing at the town mistress before speaking. “It is said that the demi-gorgon’s power is tied to a crystal at the core of its lair. Destroying the crystal could weaken it significantly, but reaching it is the real challenge. The creature guards it fiercely, and its illusions make it nearly impossible to navigate the chasm.”

Yoshi clenched his fists, his resolve hardening. “Then we’ll do what your warriors couldn’t. We’ll retrieve the relic and put an end to this nightmare.”

The town mistress’s eyes widened. “You would risk your lives for us? We cannot ask that of you.”

“You didn’t,” Joseph replied with a smirk. “We’re just that good.”

Emi studied Yoshi and his companions, her expression unreadable. “If you’re serious about this, I’ll guide you to the Hollow Chasm. But know this—once you enter, there’s no guarantee you’ll come out alive.”

Yoshi nodded. “We’ve faced worse. Prepare your warriors to defend the town in case anything goes wrong. We’ll handle the demi-gorgon.”

After hearing everything the mistress had to say, Yoshi stepped forward, his resolve clear in his expression. He bowed deeply to the mistress, his voice steady and firm. “I vow to you, and to the people of Obihiro, that I will retrieve the Relic of Space. This arrogant Demi-Gorgon will not only taste defeat but will face his end for the havoc he has wrought.”

The town’s mistress studied Yoshi for a moment, her gaze softening with gratitude and hope. “Then may fortune favor you and your companions, brave one. Our fate lies in your hands.”

With that, the path ahead was clear—one fraught with danger, but one they would tread with unwavering determination.

As the group began to strategize, the weight of the task ahead settled over them. The retrieval of the relic of space was no ordinary mission—it was a test of their courage, strength, and unity. And the fate of Obihiro Town hung in the balance.

***

The group stood at the ominous entrance, a palpable aura of dark magic and illusion thickening the air. Even at the threshold, the oppressive energy was overwhelming. Joseph's XPT device, unable to cope with the magical interference, sputtered and deactivated, entering recharge mode.

"Ah, dang it," Joseph muttered, drawing the attention of the others.

"Is something wrong, Joseph?" Yoshi asked, concern etched on his face.

"My XPT just went into recharge mode for no reason," Joseph replied. "I think it’s this place."

Yoshi nodded grimly. "That makes sense. The device must have been trying to resist the dark magical presence here."

"What?" Joseph exclaimed in disbelief. "You’re saying this whole place is soaked in magic—and we’re just at the entrance?"

"Yes," Emi Arisa confirmed, her voice calm yet grave. "And no doubt the demi gorgon already senses our presence."

Stepping forward, Emi extended her left hand, channeling her aura to dispel the illusions and nullify the dark magic. Her efforts were momentarily effective, revealing glimpses of the distorted reality before the oppressive magic reasserted itself, nearly depleting her aura in the process. Yoshi, quick to assess the situation, turned to Lyra with a knowing glance. She responded without hesitation, summoning her wand from the ether and transforming it into an ornate staff crowned with a radiant, pulsing crystal.

Lyra struck the ground three times with the staff, each impact releasing a cascading wave of magical energy. The first wave illuminated all hidden spells and illusions, rendering them visible. The second wave unearthed deeper layers of magic—traps, curses, and hidden spells—exposing their intricacies. The third wave nullified and purified all the dark magic, cleansing the area entirely.

With the path clear, the group ventured deeper, entering the demi gorgon’s chamber. The creature sat cross-legged at the chamber’s core, as if anticipating their arrival. Joseph’s sharp eyes scanned the lair and locked onto a crystal pulsating with energy at its center. He subtly signaled Yoshi, Lyra, and Emi with a meaningful glance.

Emi returned a nod, confirming Joseph’s suspicion. Without hesitation, he seized a nearby warrior’s sword and hurled it at the crystal. Just as the blade was about to strike, the demi gorgon unconsciously opened a swirling portal, causing the sword to vanish mid-flight. A moment later, the blade reappeared, hurtling from the opposite direction, aimed squarely at Joseph’s heart.

Lyra acted instantly, halting the weapon midair with a flick of her magic. Joseph retrieved the sword and handed it back to its rightful owner, a silent acknowledgment passing between him and the group. The stakes had risen, and the battle with the demi gorgon was far from over.

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"Whoa! Thanks, Lyra," Joseph said, flashing a sheepish grin as he turned his attention back to the demi gorgon.

The group watched cautiously as the demi gorgon opened his eyes, the sheer force of the energy wave that followed momentarily stunning most of them. The chamber trembled as the reverberation dissipated, and the demi gorgon slowly rose to his feet.

"I see you've brought new allies for a rematch, Emi Arisa," the demi gorgon remarked, his tone calm yet laced with menace. "And not just any allies—I sense two extraordinarily powerful beings among you."

"Well, that's not very sporting of me, is it?" he added with a mocking smirk. "I should have reconsidered before issuing a threat and challenge. But no matter, I’ve got a few tricks of my own."

"Whoa! What a nice intro. This demi gorgon’s got swag!" Joseph quipped, unable to resist teasing.

The demi gorgon’s gaze shifted to him, his brow furrowing in mild confusion. "And who are you supposed to be?" he asked. "I don’t sense any aura from you."

Joseph, ever the joker, pointed at the seal on his forehead with exaggerated annoyance. "This thing right here suppresses it. Duh."

Ignoring the quip, Joseph pressed on, his curiosity piqued. "So, what’s your deal, anyway? You’ve clearly got your own powers. Why terrorize Obihiro and hoard their relic? Don’t you have hobbies or something?"

Before the demi gorgon could respond, Joseph interjected again, his tone playful. "Wait a minute—you’re not even a real gorgon! Gorgons are those ugly feminine monsters, right? You’re a dude. Not as ugly, I guess. But still."

The demi gorgon’s eye twitched in irritation. "I am a demi gorgon, you idiot! Why does everyone get that wrong?" he snapped, exasperated. "Half human, half gorgon."

Joseph smirked, unfazed. "Okay, okay. But just out of curiosity—are you related to Medusa? You know, and her sisters, Stheno and Euryale? Medusa’s the youngest, right? Or is that not a thing for you demi gorgons?"

The demi gorgon sighed heavily, his patience wearing thin. "No, I am not related to them. And yes, there are other demi gorgons out there, but—"

"Got it, got it," Joseph interrupted again, nodding as if he were taking notes. "So, are demi gorgons like, rare? Or is there a family reunion somewhere—?"

"Joseph!" Yoshi barked, his tone sharp. "Focus!"

"Yeah, we’re here for a reason, remember?" Lyra added, giving him a stern look.

Before Joseph could continue his barrage of questions, the demi gorgon let out a growl of frustration, raising his hand. A torrent of magical energy erupted from his palm, surging toward the group. The force was so immense that it left no room for banter, forcing them to immediately spring into action, summoning shields and counterspells to defend against the attack.

"Okay, okay!" Joseph yelled as he dodged behind Lyra’s protective barrier. "Sheesh, no need to be so touchy about your lineage!"

Emi turned to Joseph, her piercing gaze conveying a thousand unspoken words of fury. The intensity sent a chill down his spine, and he instantly understood he had ruined their carefully laid plans.

"Are you always like this, Joseph?" Emi asked, her voice simmering with rage.

"Yeah! Trust me when I say he mostly is," Yoshi replied, his tone exasperated as he unsheathed his sword, readying for battle.

The demi gorgon floated midair, observing them with an amused expression. In an instant, he glanced briefly at each of them before vanishing at blinding speed, his movements a blur. He created duplicates of himself and summoned a thick fog to blanket the area, obscuring vision and adding an air of disorientation.

Yoshi was the first to engage, only to find the demi gorgon shape-shifting into his own form, mimicking both his appearance and abilities. The two clashed in a fierce duel, evenly matched at every strike. Meanwhile, the rest of the group faced the same dilemma: each confronted a duplicate that perfectly mimicked their own form and abilities.

The fog, thick and pervasive, made it almost impossible to distinguish allies from enemies. Every attack felt like fighting a mirrored version of oneself, evenly matched and eerily precise. The group's coordination began to falter as doubts crept in about who the real allies were amidst the chaos.

Lyra, locked in combat with her own imitation, grew increasingly frustrated. Her rage boiled over, and she momentarily lost control, almost unleashing her true form. In her outburst, an enormous wave of her aura erupted, enveloping the battlefield. The wave dissipated the fog, obliterated the false duplicates, and forced the real demi gorgon onto the defensive. He conjured a shield just in time to withstand Lyra’s wrathful energy.

"Well, this is tougher than I expected," the demi gorgon said, his voice laced with both annoyance and admiration. "Time for an alternative."

He levitated higher, his body glowing with a dark, radiant aura. With a snap of his fingers, he opened a swirling portal using the relic of space. From it, a horde of monstrous creatures and supernatural entities poured forth, surrounding the group.

"Now then, shall we begin?" he said mockingly, summoning the crystal at the core of his chamber and absorbing it into himself. The power visibly enhanced him, his aura darkening and intensifying.

"Whoever comes out alive will earn the honor of challenging me," the demi gorgon added with a cocky grin.

In the chaos, Yoshi and Lyra used thought communication to formulate a new plan, quickly passing it to Emi via telepathy. They then informed Joseph of their strategy.

As the creatures from the portal closed in, Lyra unleashed a powerful wave of magic that momentarily stunned them, creating an opening. Seizing the moment, Yoshi gave Joseph a powerful boost, thrusting him through the air toward the demi gorgon.

"Your turn, Joseph!" Yoshi shouted, as he and the others focused on holding off the endless stream of monsters emerging from the portal.

Joseph soared through the air, sword in hand, aiming straight for the demi gorgon, who smirked at the incoming challenge.