The Moonlight Swordsman



"On the count of three, I will release the Lully Fairy."

"One...

"Two...

"Three... go,"

Shoka opened the magical cage with a gentle flick of his fingers, and the little Lulla Fairy flew away in a flash of light. She flew through the air with effortless ease. 

As if instinctively knowing the path to follow, she glided gracefully towards the edge of the cliff, and then, with a playful flutter of her iridescent wings, she descended into the depths below.

The two avian mages jumped off the edge of the cliff as soon as they could, their eyes burning with resolve. They spread their feathered wings to catch the air currents. 

They quickly joined the fairy on her way down.

Two women from the Zulivan Kingdom followed their example and savored the rush of freefalling, with their long robes flapping behind them like silken flags.

With fluid grace, they arced through the sky, their descent resembling a unity between them. 

Next, Soren jumped through the cliff with Seraphine on his trail. But soon, the two mages from the Theodora Kingdom joined them.

They are getting closer to us, it seems they have some bad intentions," Seraphine thought.

"Listen... you will cover me.... I will catch the fairy; you will fend off the others," Soren shouted, while they were freefalling.

"Alright," Seraphine replied.

Amidst the boundless expanse of open air, a breathtaking scene unfolded. The majestic waterfall cascaded down the cliffside, its soothing melody harmonizing with the thrill of the free fall. 

Seraphine, adorned in her resplendent attire, summoned her gleaming spear quickly. 

She looked over her shoulder as the wind blew past her, ruffling her hair. Behind her, two mages from the Theodora Kingdom were right on their heels, their determination evident in their fierce expressions.

"Blud, we finally got what we wanted,"

"Clud, you are right, let's get rid of this bitch first,"

In the midst of their breathtaking descent, the atmosphere crackled with an unexpected transformation. One of the mages, suspended in the air, underwent a radical metamorphosis. 

His body seemed to expand and grow, and his muscles bulged with new power. 

The formerly perfect crimson robes of his kingdom tore apart under the immense force surging through him, revealing a gigantic red behemoth beneath.

His chest and arms looked like huge mountains that could stand up against gravity. Even the air seemed to shake with the power of his change. With his eyes on his partner, who was falling with him, the giant quickly grabbed him with his huge hand, as if he were just a toy.

With a powerful swing, he sent his partner flying forward with amazing force, aiming him right at Seraphine, who was still smoothly guiding her spear through the air.

The partner, now transformed into a human projectile, hurtled through the skies, his trajectory set towards Seraphine like an arrow guided by the hands of fate.

Seraphine's reflexes kicked in in a split second, and she quickly turned around, her hands weaving a beautiful pattern in the air. With one smooth move, she made a barrier of ice appear in front of her, looking like a sparkling, see-through wall.

But her opponent wasn't scared, and with a powerful hit, the mage broke through the ice barrier.

In the blink of an eye, he closed the space between them and aimed his sword straight at Seraphine with deadly accuracy.

The broken pieces of the ice barrier seemed to take on a life of their own, swirling and reforming into dangerous shards that danced through the air with malicious intent. 

The mage's eyes widened in surprise and alarm as the shards closed in on him from all directions. He tried to stop the continuous attack by swinging his sword with great accuracy. 

But the ice shards were relentless, their movements unpredictable and swift.

The mage was able to block some of the shards with each swing of his sword, but others hit him, cutting through his robes and leaving deep cuts on his skin.

"BLUD HELP ME..." He yelled.

When the second mage saw how dangerous his partner's situation was, he quickly used his own magic.

In a brilliant show of change, he turned into a beautiful bird with bright feathers and wide, powerful wings. He flew through the air with grace, going straight for his partner, who was in danger.

"I am here, Clud," Blud said.

"Take him with you," Seraphine said. She waved her spear toward both of them and suddenly an icy hurricane flew towards them, blowing them away near the waterfall.

With a graceful move of her spear, Seraphine made the water rise and swirl around the two mages, trapping them in an icy cocoon. The frozen water held them up in the air, stopping them from moving and leaving them confused.

*ROARRRRRR*

With a loud roar, the ice cocoon broke into a thousand pieces that sparkled. From among the broken pieces came a beautiful sight that left the crowd in awe and wonder. 

A mid-sized red dragon, its scales shimmering like rubies in the sunset, spread its majestic wings and roared in triumph.

Perched atop the dragon's sturdy back, the mage who had been entangled within the icy prison now wore a victorious grin. 

"Blud let's go full power mode,"

*ROARRRR*

At that heart-stopping moment, the dragon's jaws opened, and a blazing river of fire rushed out, hurtling towards the descending figures of Soren and Seraphine.

Seraphine's eyes widened with determination as she gripped her spear tightly.

A cold wind blew around her, making her face and hair frost a little. With every second that passed, the dragon's fire breath got closer, bringing with it more and more burning heat.

Seraphine swung her spear quickly and skillfully, making complex patterns in the air. As she did this, her magical skills grew stronger, and a stunning show of ice magic began to unfold.

Ice crystals formed around her, weaving together into a swirling vortex of frost. The air around her seemed to freeze as if even the very elements acknowledged the power she commanded.

As the dragon's fiery breath neared, Seraphine unleashed her torrent of ice, directing it from her spear.

The icy wind rushed forward, directly confronting the flaming assault. Ice and fire met in a fascinating battle of the elements, with each trying to win over the other.

The dragon, sensing the imminent danger, swiftly veered away, its instincts driving it to dodge the formidable ice attack. The torrent of ice continued its relentless path, freezing the once raging fire breath in an instant.