Novara sat in Josephine's arms, the tiny baby girl giggling loudly, her small hands reaching for her mother's face. Josephine smiled at her daughter with full, overwhelming love and affection, her eyes softening as Novara laughed again.
Xavi watched them from the window, his heart swelling with peace. A rare, deep happiness warmed him as he watched his wife and child together.
Hours later, Josephine prepared lunch for everyone. Xavi held Novara while the twins ate happily. But Adris was not there—he had gone out hunting.
Josephine did not touch her food.
She waited.
And waited.
Six hours passed.
Xavi finally stood, worry tightening his face. He left with the gang and royal guards to search the forests for their son.
Josephine stared at the Velara family, her eyes cold.
"We… didn't take him…" Zain stammered nervously.
Josephine didn't believe a single word.
Xavi returned hours later, his expression heavy.
Josephine signed quickly with trembling hands:
"Did you find him?"
Xavi exhaled sharply. "I'm sorry, love. We didn't see him."
Josephine's aura exploded.
Her eyes flared a blinding purple, glowing like burning stars. A silent scream tore from her throat as her body expanded—growing into a towering giant form. Her clothes shifted instantly into a royal battle attire of ancient power.
All across the kingdom, people froze.
"JOSEPHINE!" Kara shouted as she sensed the power.
"JOJO!" Tess yelled as they all ran toward Xavi's castle.
Josephine's silent scream shook the ground.
"ADRIS!!!" she roared in her mind.
Then she saw something—
A small body.
A boy.
With hair like Adris.
Josephine reached out with her enormous hand, gently grabbed the body, and placed it down carefully.
Xavi's heart dropped.
Josephine shrank back to normal size and crawled to the boy's body. She turned him over—
and something inside her snapped.
She made a sound.
A broken, raw, agonizing sound she had never made before—
then a deafening scream ripped from her throat.
It shattered windows across the castle.
The boy was Adris.
His head was bleeding.
His body covered in claw marks.
Josephine screamed again, louder in her mind, as she picked him up and held him tightly against her chest.
Kara and Xavi appeared instantly as Josephine screamed at her son, shaking him to wake up, tears pouring down her cheeks. He didn't move.
Sienna rushed forward, her eyes glowing bright blue, and placed her hands on Adris.
"His legs are broken. His left arm is dislocated," Sienna said.
Josephine refused to let go.
Adris slowly opened his eyes. He saw his mother.
"…Mama…" he whispered.
Josephine crushed him to her chest, sobbing silently.
Sienna continued healing as Josephine held him close.
"Who did this?" Josephine signed furiously.
"I—I don't…" Adris tried to speak.
Josephine placed her hand on his forehead.
A vision exploded into her mind—
Adris hunting.
A deer.
Finishing his meal.
Then—
A massive wolf-man kicked him, breaking bone, throwing him across the forest.
The man walked up to the bleeding boy.
"Send my greetings to your father," he said coldly.
"The King of Netherwrath Kingdom says hello."
Josephine's eyes snapped open, glowing with murder.
Adris chuckled weakly. "Now I remember…"
Josephine slowly stood, her battle clothes shifting like living darkness. She floated upward as the Sword of the Fallen Angel appeared in her right hand and the Nightmare Sovereign Blade in her left.
She vanished.
Xavi, Warrick, Haillie, Rhory, Xoni, Kael, Darius, Severin, Dara, Kara, Oliver, Tess, Callum, Nyx, Piere, and Raden all transformed into their battle forms instantly and chased after her.
Xavi sprinted into the woods in his transformed state.
Josephine arrived at the Netherwrath Kingdom in a burst of shadow and light.
King Dravik—a demon werewolf—was laughing arrogantly on his throne.
Josephine didn't knock.
She destroyed the kingdom doors with one blow and walked inside.
Guards rushed her.
She didn't fight them—
she forced them to bow with her presence alone.
Any guard who swung a blade was cut down instantly—slashed, stabbed, or crushed as Josephine marched deeper into the castle.
King Dravik smirked.
"Why, hello, beautiful."
Josephine didn't pause. She ascended the stairs, grabbed him by the hair, and yanked him down.
"HEY!" he roared.
The family arrived moments later. Xavi instantly dropped his form and grabbed Dravik from Josephine.
He punched him again and again.
"This. IS. FOR. MY. SON!"
Blood sprayed everywhere as Dravik's nose broke.
Josephine shattered several of the king's bones with one hit.
Xavi grabbed her and held her back.
"Don't you EVER touch my baby!" Josephine signed furiously and kicked the king across the hall.
"Love—let go… this is enough," Xavi whispered, pulling her close.
They left the kingdom in ruins.
Back at the castle—
Adris, still injured, used one hand to prepare a food plate for Josephine. He fed Novara with his other arm as the baby giggled loudly.
"He is such a great brother…" Oxi whispered, watching him.
Josephine walked in, still blazing with silent rage.
"Mama, come eat. Grandma said you haven't eaten anything," Adris said.
Josephine looked at him. Her expression softened. She sat beside him, and he sat on her lap, feeding her even through his pain.
Tears rolled down Josephine's cheeks.
"It's okay now. Stop crying," Adris whispered, wiping her tears.
Orion waddled into the room.
"Adris!" he gasped.
He saw the bandages on his big brother. Orion's lips trembled—
then he burst into tears.
Just like his mother.
Adris chuckled weakly.
Orion fell to his knees, crying harder. "Adris!!"
Opehlia ran out. "Oh no!" She stomped her foot. "Big brother, it hurts! Who did this?! I will break their head and plant their brain in the garden!"
Xavi burst into soft laughter.
Adris kissed her cheek. "I'm fine, Lila. And you too, Ron." He rubbed their backs as Novara giggled loudly. The babies began giggling too.
Suddenly, Xoni's baby Renia transformed—her body glowing dark blue as she floated into the air, crying.
"RENIA!" Xoni yelled, chasing her.
Renia's eyes opened—bright red, glowing.
"What the hell is happening?!" Anesthesia gasped.
"Mama! Mama! Mama!" baby Renia cried.
"The Great Witch herself…" Kara whispered.
"Huh?!" Xoni said, panicking.
"She's a Reborn," Maelkor said, holding Melantha. "This aura—it's familiar."
"Yeah…" Dara added softly. "It's Queen Ombra."
A glowing figure appeared behind the baby.
Josephine and Kara instantly recognized her.
Renia giggled. "Mama!"
Queen Ombra smiled gently at Josephine and Kara before the aura faded.
Renia floated down slowly into Xoni's arms and yawned. She fell asleep instantly.
"Who was that?" Xoni asked.
"The greatest witch of Zephyria," Kara said quietly. "She was third in command. Jojo is first. Ombra was my little sister."
"What happened to her?" Anesthesia whispered.
"She died during the Witch War…" Kara replied sadly. She kissed Renia's cheek. "Take care of her. Please."
"Of course—we will. She's our baby," Xoni said.
Suddenly—
"Uhmmm… Xavi? Josephine fell asleep." Theron pointed.
They turned.
Josephine was standing upright—completely asleep.
Xavi chuckled softly, walked over, lifted her carefully into his arms, and carried her to their room.
Even while asleep, Josephine held his hand.
He didn't let go.