End of the Mission
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Smoke exhaled an intense aura that made the entire residence tremble, causing everything around it to collapse upon itself.
The sound of cracks spread through the ruined corridors, covering the entire hall. Light entered through the fissures in the cracked ceiling, only to be devoured by the dense fog moments later.
Knight John stepped forward his black armor crackled with crackling electricity, the air around his body vibrating with white lightning. His two short swords hummed softly.
Feliciana raised her black spear, strange runes glowing along its carved shaft as fragments of ice condensed around her.
Alex stood at the center formed by the two knights, motionless, his eyes fixed on Smoke's figure.
Smoke's human form began to merge with the surrounding mist, as if dissolving into the air, spreading and corroding everything nearby.
"Let's see how long you'll last in my living hell," Smoke said, his voice echoing everywhere and nowhere at once.
