Midnight
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Ruvella was busy devouring a delicious-looking pudding she had found in the fridge. The creamy dessert seemed to momentarily transport her away from their dire situation. Rex, on the other hand, was meticulously wiring explosives throughout the room, a grim determination etched across his face. Cris stood at the center, engrossed in the casting of a complex magic spell. His hands moved gracefully through intricate patterns, weaving threads of mystical energy.
Rex occasionally glanced at Ruvella, shaking his head at her apparent lack of concern. "You seem awfully relaxed for someone in our predicament," he remarked, his voice a hushed whisper to avoid disturbing Cris's concentration.
Ruvella shrugged nonchalantly, a mischievous glint in her eye. "Well, isn't there a saying about enjoying dessert before the storm, or something like that?"
Rex chuckled despite himself, appreciating her lightheartedness. "Fair enough. But just so you know, we're preparing for a storm unlike any other."
Cris, in the midst of his magical endeavors, suddenly looked up. "You two, we can't afford to waste any time. They might be coming for us soon."
Rex nodded, returning to his explosive work with renewed focus. Meanwhile, Ruvella reluctantly set her half-eaten pudding aside and joined in preparations.
Outside
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Colonel Darrick stood before an array of monitors, his eyes fixed on one screen displaying the room where Cris, Rex, and Ruvella were held captive. Beside him, Major Xin, a masked and mysterious figure, silently observed the situation.
"What's the update, Colonel?" Darrick asked, his voice tinged with impatience.
Major Xin remained transfixed on the monitor, studying the live feed. "It appears that they're all sleeping, sir," he reported. His tone was devoid of emotion, focused solely on the task at hand.
Colonel Darrick felt a simmering frustration but knew better than to vent it at the moment. This operation was of the utmost importance. An hour ago, the entire spaceport had been taken over by special services. It was a significant move, as it marked the first time they had managed to capture individuals from Civarat and confine them in a single location.
Despite many Civarat residents having previously infiltrated planets one by one, the government's military had often struggled to respond effectively. But this time, Cris had followed military protocol meticulously, providing them with a window of opportunity for preparation.
As Colonel Darrick pondered their next move, Major Xin finally tore his gaze from the monitor and turned toward him. "Colonel, it's unusual that they would all fall asleep simultaneously. We must exercise caution. This could be a trap."
Colonel Darrick nodded in agreement, his irritation temporarily eclipsed by the gravity of the situation. "You're right, Major. Let's not underestimate them. We should proceed carefully and gather as much information as we can."
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Colonel Darrick come infront of the apartment door. He signaled a solder to open the door.. The solder tried to open the door found it locked.
"It's time," the masked man declared in a deep, authoritative voice. Colonel Darrick turned to look at the mysterious figure, still uncertain of his true identity. The masked individual bore the token of a Lieutenant General on his shoulder, along with a letter from the General himself. Darrick had no choice but to comply, albeit with a heavy sigh. All stations, prepare to engage," Colonel Darrick issued a series of commands through his phone, mobilizing the forces stationed throughout the spaceport.
He then made his way to the door leading to the room where Cris and his group were being held. With a light but firm knock, he signaled his presence. Soldiers surrounding him aimed their weapons at the door, ready for any response. Minutes passed, and there was no answer from the other side.
"Sky, respond. Is the target still asleep?" Colonel Darrick inquired through his phone.
"Affirmative, sir. They are still sleeping," came the response from a nearby soldier.
Colonel Darrick considered his options, contemplating how best to proceed. He signaled to a nearby soldier to break down the door, but the masked man intervened, gesturing for them to hold off.
"Colonel, they are still sleeping," the masked man emphasized. "This is actually our opportunity. Pick the lock instead."
Colonel Darrick signaled to one of his skilled soldiers, a nimble locksmith, to pick the lock quietly. The masked man observed with an air of intrigue, as the soldier deftly worked on the door's mechanism. It took only a few moments before a soft click signaled success.
With the door unlocked, the soldiers readied their weapons, and Colonel Darrick took a deep breath before slowly pushing the door open. The room was dimly lit, with the illusionary images of Cris, Ruvella, and Rex seemingly asleep in their beds. The soldiers maintained their positions, aiming their weapons at the illusionary figures, ready to respond to any unexpected movements.
"Keep your guard up," the masked man whispered, and Colonel Darrick nodded in agreement.
Cris, maintaining his illusion spell, could sense the tension outside the room. He knew that the situation had escalated, and their lives were in imminent danger. He whispered to Rex and Ruvella, who were still pretending to sleep, "Get ready. We'll have to act quickly when they enter."
Rex and Ruvella nodded in response.
Outside, the soldier returned with a machine gun, and Colonel Darrick motioned for them to be prepared for any situation. He stepped into the room, carefully observing the apparent slumber of the trio.
Rex signaled to Ruvella, and in response, they both reached for the invisibility pills they had acquired. With the pills in hand, they quickly swallowed them, knowing that within moments, the pills would take effect, rendering them both invisible to the naked eye.
As the seconds ticked by, the effects of the pills began to manifest. Rex and Ruvella could feel a strange sensation washing over them, as if they were fading away from the physical world. Their surroundings became increasingly blurry and indistinct, and soon, they were completely invisible, their presence concealed from view.
Rex and Ruvella, both invisible, continued to chat through their system team chat, trying to remain silent and undetected as they bypassed the confused soldiers who were still waiting for their next orders. Meanwhile, Cris was fully occupied casting the illusion magic, focusing all his energy on maintaining the deceptive images of the trio seemingly asleep in their beds.
Outside the room, Colonel Darrick was still preoccupied with answering an emergency call, unaware of the unfolding events within. The masked man, however, had a unique ability to sense disturbances in the environment.
As Rex and Ruvella cautiously made their way down the corridor, a sudden shift in the masked man's demeanor caught their attention. His expression changed, and he began examining the area where Rex had recently passed through.
Ruvella whispered, "This masked man is special. He seems to have detected something."
Rex and Ruvella instinctively moved farther back into the corridor, attempting to remain hidden. They watched as the masked man carefully removed his gloves and touched the floor, his eyes widening in realization.
Rex couldn't help but wonder, "What's he up to now?"
To their surprise, the masked man abruptly grabbed Colonel Darrick by the back of his collar and started sprinting. This sudden turn of events left both the soldiers and Rex and Ruvella utterly bewildered.
Rex whispered to Ruvella, his invisible form filled with concern, "Did he notice something? How? This doesn't make sense."
As the masked man raced down the corridor with the colonel in tow, his intent remained a mystery. Rex and Ruvella exchanged uncertain glances, their invisibility granting them a peculiar advantage yet leaving them with more questions than answers.
Inside the room, Cris continued to maintain the illusion, unaware of the commotion occurring just outside the door. Little did he know that the situation was about to take an unexpected turn, one that would test their abilities and their capacity to adapt to the ever-shifting circumstances of their precarious predicament.
Than rex hear walking talkis making a issue command to to fire inside the room. Ruvella swiftly cast spells on for Barrier and area around rex Cris and herself. Fire sounds constantly ringing from all side from apartment. After very moment a very loud noise shaken even the solders. The artillery has been fired. The entire building shaking. The bombs that rex start blasting one by one. Ruvella bite her lips increase the magic powder. Than suddenly she noticed that both Cris and rex is running towards the window. Without thinking about anything ruvella also run towards the window. The window already have big holes in it due to recent bomberingsm the the entire building is also falling down. Cris shouted while in air. 45 minutes left. Split up. As soon as ruvella landed. She start running while she saw two transparent balls running in different directions. Cris send a text to ruvella. Do you want to kill us. Stop casting barrier. People can see us even we are invisible. Ruvella understand her mistake stop her magic spell also start running
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Amidst the chaos and destruction, Rex suddenly heard the chatter on the soldiers' walkie-talkies as they issued commands to fire upon the room where Cris, Ruvella, and he had been hiding. Reacting swiftly, Ruvella cast protective spells to create a barrier around the three of them and the immediate area, fortifying their defenses just in time.
The relentless barrage of gunfire and explosions reverberated through the apartment, the deafening noise resonating with an ominous intensity. The ground trembled as artillery rounds struck the building, causing it to shake violently. Each explosion sent shockwaves of fear and uncertainty through the soldiers and civilians alike.
Inside the room, the flames and smoke began to engulf everything, making it increasingly difficult to breathe. Rex, Cris, and Ruvella found themselves surrounded by chaos and danger. The room felt like a pressure cooker, with the heat and suffocating smoke threatening to consume them.
In the midst of this peril, Rex shouted, his voice barely audible above the cacophony, "We have to get out of here! Forty-five minutes left!"
Without hesitation, the trio rushed toward the shattered window, their instincts driving them to escape the rapidly deteriorating situation. The window, already riddled with holes from the recent bombings, offered their only way out.
As they leaped out of the window, their bodies hurtling through the air, the world around them seemed to slow for a moment. Ruvella felt a surge of adrenaline as she landed gracefully on the ground, the impact barely affecting her. She glanced around and saw two transparent spheres, Rex and Cris, running in opposite directions.
Cris's voice echoed in her mind as he sent her a text message, his words laced with urgency, "Do you want to get us killed? Stop casting the barrier. People can see us even though we're invisible."
Ruvella immediately comprehended her mistake and ceased her magical barrier. She then sprinted away from their previous location, her heart pounding with a combination of fear and determination. The world had become a battlefield, and their survival depended on their ability to adapt and make split-second decisions in the face of danger.
As an orc with shadow blood in her vain her speed was after minutes she reached 30 km away from the space port. She start taking big breath. After exactly 5 minutes she stop she a giant beam come down from sky and obliterated entire space port.
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Ruvella, with her orcish heritage and the essence of shadow running through her veins, possessed extraordinary speed. Within minutes, she had managed to distance herself from the space port, reaching a staggering 30 kilometers away. Her chest heaved as she took in deep, ragged breaths, her lungs struggling to recover from the exertion.
As she paused to catch her breath, a sudden, ominous sight unfolded before her eyes. From the sky above, a colossal beam of energy descended like the wrath of the heavens, obliterating the entire space port in a cataclysmic explosion. The devastating blast unleashed an inferno of destruction, reducing the once-bustling center to nothing but ruins and billowing smoke.
Ruvella stood there, aghast at the sheer magnitude of the devastation she had just witnessed. The space port, once a symbol of bustling activity and civilization, had been reduced to a smoldering, chaotic wasteland in a matter of moments. The echoes of the explosion reverberated through the air, a haunting reminder of the brutal consequences of their actions.
She knew that her escape had been nothing short of a narrow brush with death, and the gravity of their situation weighed heavily on her. As the dust settled and the fires raged on, Ruvella understood that their mission had taken an even more perilous turn, and their adversaries were willing to unleash unimaginable destruction to pursue them.
Rex signal ruvella. Than they took the invisibility pill and after few seconds the pill start working. Both of them can't see each other.
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Rex signaled to Ruvella, and in response, they both reached for the invisibility pills they had acquired. With the pills in hand, they quickly swallowed them, knowing that within moments, the pills would take effect, rendering them both invisible to the naked eye.
As the seconds ticked by, the effects of the pills began to manifest. Rex and Ruvella could feel a strange sensation washing over them, as if they were fading away from the physical world. Their surroundings became increasingly blurry and indistinct, and soon, they were completely invisible, their presence concealed from view.
Though they couldn't see each other, they knew that the invisibility pills had worked as intended. It was a necessary precaution, as their escape from the space port had just become even more perilous, and being unseen would provide them with a significant advantage in evading their pursuers.
Rex and Ruvella, both invisible, continued to chat through their system team chat, trying to remain silent and undetected as they bypassed the confused soldiers who were still waiting for their next orders. Meanwhile, Cris was fully occupied casting the illusion magic, focusing all his energy on maintaining the deceptive images of the trio seemingly asleep in their beds.
Outside the room, Colonel Darrick was still preoccupied with answering an emergency call, unaware of the unfolding events within. The masked man, however, had a unique ability to sense disturbances in the environment.
As Rex and Ruvella cautiously made their way down the corridor, a sudden shift in the masked man's demeanor caught their attention. His expression changed, and he began examining the area where Rex had recently passed through.
Ruvella whispered, "This masked man is special. He seems to have detected something."
Rex and Ruvella instinctively moved farther back into the corridor, attempting to remain hidden. They watched as the masked man carefully removed his gloves and touched the floor, his eyes widening in realization.
Rex couldn't help but wonder, "What's he up to now?"
To their surprise, the masked man abruptly grabbed Colonel Darrick by the back of his collar and started sprinting. This sudden turn of events left both the soldiers and Rex and Ruvella utterly bewildered.
Rex whispered to Ruvella, his invisible form filled with concern, "Did he notice something? How? This doesn't make sense."
As the masked man raced down the corridor with the colonel in tow, his intent remained a mystery. Rex and Ruvella exchanged uncertain glances, their invisibility granting them a peculiar advantage yet leaving them with more questions than answers.
Inside the room, Cris continued to maintain the illusion, unaware of the commotion occurring just outside the door. Little did he know that the situation was about to take an unexpected turn, one that would test their abilities and their capacity to adapt to the ever-shifting circumstances of their precarious predicament