Chapter 1210 Shar’s Death I
Once Silvaris snapped his fingers, they were enveloped in a bright light that forced everyone to close their eyes. When they reopened them, they found themselves on a vast barren land dotted with abandoned structures like houses, watchtowers, and crumbling buildings. Far off, a house painted gold shimmered in the distance.
Above them floated an ethereal clock, large enough to be visible from any point.
"Where are we?" one of the adventurers asked, scanning the strange landscape.
"Look up there," a silver-haired elven lady pointed skyward. The clock, initially showing zeroes, slowly ticked over to twelve. nove(l)bi(n.)com
While many surveyed their new surroundings, others immediately began searching for Gaya, who held the key. She was spotted standing on a pavement between two ruined buildings.
"There she is!" a dwarf exclaimed, brandishing his axe. Gaya still clutched the golden key, though the crystallized soul piece of Edros was nowhere to be seen.
Suddenly, a loud boom echoed across the area. Numerous small golden tornadoes, about three feet high, appeared in various locations – inside buildings, on the watchtowers, and scattered across the battlefield.
"These must be the power-ups Silvaris mentioned," Elrion observed, standing before the group.
Beside him, Lysandra remained silent, her calm demeanor contrasting with the growing tension.
"Let the hunt begin," Silvaris's voice resounded, and the clock began its countdown.
"Come on, you assholes. Try and take it if you dare," Gaya taunted, slipping the key into her armor pocket and drawing her bow.
Expecting Elrion to lead the charge, the adventurers were surprised when he sheathed his long sword.
"She earned that key fair and square against the rock statue. I refuse to stoop so low as to steal it from her," Elrion declared, his voice reflecting his unwavering principles. The adventurers were taken aback by his stance, but Lysandra nodded, understanding his adherence to the values of Valorius, the God of Valor and Bravery.
"But if one of you manages to take the key from her, then it's fair game, and I won't hesitate to fight for it," Elrion added.
"Don't worry, I'm not letting it go that easily," Gaya snickered confidently.
Facing the group of adventurers alone, Gaya stood her ground. Dwarves, elves, humans, and halflings, all clad in various armors, slowly spread out, forming a circle around her. A nimble halfling in leather armor swiftly scaled a broken building and reached one of the swirling tornadoes.
"He's got a power-up!" a dwarf yelled, noticing the halfling atop the building. But it was too late; the halfling was engulfed in a golden light, which formed a protective layer around him.
"I can tap into the Celestial energy again!" the halfling exclaimed joyfully, conjuring a ball of flame in his hand.
His smile turned sinister as he aimed at Gaya. "Magnet pull!" he cast the spell, and Gaya felt an invisible force tugging her towards him. The key in her armor pocket vibrated and began to move, but Gaya caught it firmly.
"Not so fast," she declared, gripping the key tightly.
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