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Raven's POV...
Riyan, myself, and the Guard had been standing in silence for what felt like an eternity, waiting for the arrival of Livia, Fera, and another member of the Guard.
As we stood there, the atmosphere grew increasingly tense and unsettling, as if the air itself was thick with an unspoken sense of danger. Suddenly, seemingly out of nowhere, two shadowy figures materialized in front of the Guard and me, their forms cloaked in an impenetrable darkness that made it impossible to discern their features.
But as they drew closer, it became clear that they were members of the notorious Nexus Organization - a realization that sent a shiver down my spine and filled me with a deep sense of foreboding.
As Riyan and I were walking down the street, two individuals suddenly appeared in front of us. One of them quickly used mana barrier to trap us, preventing our escape.
The that one then joined Second individual who was already fighting against a Guard nearby. Despite the loud noises emanating from their intense combat, no one seemed to notice or come to our aid.
Riyan later told me that the attackers had casted a Sound Barrier to block out the sound, and an even bigger mana barrier to make themselves and their actions completely invisible to onlookers.
Amidst a fierce and intense battle, a valiant guard found himself locked in a desperate struggle against two cunning adversaries, each brandishing sharp and deadly daggers. Despite his formidable skills as a sword wielder and his revered B Rank hunter status, he was unable to gain the upper hand against his nimble and elusive opponents.
The battle raged on with brutal ferocity, and both sides suffered significant injuries. The guard managed to inflict serious wounds on one of the attackers, while the other was left with only minor cuts and bruises.
As the grueling fight wore on, the guard's years of training and experience began to pay off, and he was finally able to gain the advantage over his foes.
With a swift and deadly strike, he managed to kill one of the attackers and gravely wound the other. However, despite his heroic efforts, he was unable to avoid a fatal blow from the remaining attacker, and his valiant struggle came to a tragic end.
As the final injured person stumbled toward us, an uncasted Mana barrier disappeared into existence. Riyan and I were gripped by an overwhelming sense of fear, rendering us unable to even blink, let alone flee from the impending danger.
He wore a black mask that concealed his face. He turned towards Riyan and, looking directly at him, uttered, "According to our plan, I wasn't supposed to capture you. However, one of our team members has perished, and you,"MY Friend", are the perfect hostage to ensure our safe departure without any trouble..." A menacing smile spread across his face as he uttered those words.
I heard his voice and felt a wave of terror wash over me. I couldn't fathom why those people had come to kidnap me, and the thought that Riyan had become entangled in this situation because of me only added to my fear.
He grasped our arms with an iron grip, his fingers digging deep into our skin like talons, and forcibly tilted our heads back, pouring a mysterious, murky liquid down our throats.
The bitter taste exploded on my tongue, making my face contort in disgust, as I felt the cool, viscous fluid slide down my esophagus like a snake slithering through my chest. Almost instantly, a creeping sense of dizziness began to seep into my brain, like a dark, malevolent fog rolling in on a stormy night, shrouding my thoughts in a thick, impenetrable haze.
My consciousness began to unravel, thread by thread, as the room around me started to spin with a maddening, vertiginous intensity, like a carnival ride from hell. My vision blurred, and my head felt like it was filled with a swirling, churning vortex of chaos, as if my very brain was being scrambled like an egg in a blender.
The last thing I saw, before the darkness closed in like a suffocating shroud, was Riyan's limp, lifeless body crumpling to the ground, his eyes frozen in a glassy, unseeing stare, as if his very soul had been extinguished like a snuffed-out candle flame.
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Additional Version...
Third Person's POV...
As the eerie silence was shattered, a collective shriek of terror erupted from the crowd, like a chorus of despair, as they beheld the unconscious bodies of Riyan and Raven sprawled on the ground. The air was heavy with the weight of shock and horror, as if the very fabric of reality had been torn asunder. The onlookers' eyes widened in unison, their faces pale and drained of color, as they took in the gruesome scene before them.
The sound of screams and gasps filled the air, a cacophony of fear and panic, as people stumbled backward, their hands covering their mouths in disbelief. Some of them took a step forward, their instincts urging them to rush to the aid of the fallen duo, but their feet seemed rooted to the spot, as if paralyzed by the sheer brutality of the scene.
Meanwhile, like specter emerging from the shadows, the Member of the Nexus Organisation materialized out of nowhere, his movements worn and Swift. With an air of cold efficiency.
In a blur of motion, the Nexus agent lifted the two bodies off the ground, his movements eerily synchronized, as if he had rehearsed this very scenario countless times before. The crowd watched in stunned silence, their minds reeling with the implications of what they were witnessing.
As the agent turned to make his escape, the crowd's collective gaze followed them, mesmerized by the sheer audacity of their actions. It was as if they were witnessing a macabre dance, a choreographed ritual of abduction and disappearance. The agent's footsteps echoed through the air, a steady drumbeat of menace, as he vanished into the night, leaving behind a trail of stunned onlookers and unanswered questions.
In the blink of an eye, the scene was transformed, the chaos and pandemonium replaced by an unsettling stillness. The only sound was the heavy breathing of the crowd, their chests heaving with a mix of fear and adrenaline. The air was thick with tension, as if the very presence of the Nexus Organisation had sucked the oxygen out of the atmosphere.
As the reality of what had just transpired began to sink in, the crowd's initial shock gave way to a simmering anger, their faces twisted in a mixture of outrage and helplessness. The questions hung in the air, unspoken but palpable: Who were these people...? What was their motive...?
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What lay in store for Riyan and Raven, now that they had fallen into the clutches of the enigmatic Nexus Organisation...?
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Next Chapter "Nexus...[3]"
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