Zeix stood at the village gate, his face frozen in shock. "Wha... What the fuck?" he whispered, staring at the inferno consuming his home. The once-thriving elf village was now engulfed in flames, and the air was thick with the acrid smell of smoke and blood.
Without wasting a moment, Zeix summoned a huge water ball and launched it into the sky. It exploded, and rain began to pour down, dousing the flames. He rushed inside, his heart pounding as he surveyed the devastation. Bodies of elves lay scattered across the ground, their blood soaking the earth.
He knelt beside a fallen elf, desperately attempting to use his healing magic. But each time, the spell was canceled. Panic surged through him as he tried again and again, only to meet the same result. His eyes caught sight of the elf king, half-severed and lying motionless. Zeix hurried over, his hands glowing with healing magic. But it was no use. The magic kept failing.
A flashback struck him: sitting in a tree with Flitz, who had once said, "No matter how strong your healing magic is, it won't heal a dead person. Keep that in mind, master."
Realization hit Zeix like a blow. He stood, his gaze sweeping over the lifeless bodies of his kin. He clutched his head and fell to his knees, screaming in anguish. "Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
Suddenly, a voice pierced through his despair. "Master! Master Zeix!" It was Flitz. Zeix sprang to his feet, recognizing the urgency. "Master, come to Anti Valley!" Flitz's voice was strained with desperation.
Zeix opened a gate and rushed through it. Inside the valley, chaos reigned. Injured elves lay everywhere, their screams of pain echoing through the air. Zeix stood silently, unable to process the horror around him. His eyes fell on Roky, Rudy, and Runy, who were huddled in a corner, crying.
He approached them and saw Rena lying on the ground, her right hand missing. Zeix knelt beside her, trying to use his healing magic, but the green light turned red and failed. Rena screamed in agony. Zeix stared at her, his mind racing. Flitz appeared beside him. "It's a curse of God. You can't heal her," Flitz said.
A fierce determination lit up Zeix's face. He placed his hand on Rena's severed arm, and a notification flashed before his eyes: *Skill acquired: Curse Breaker*. He channeled his healing magic, and this time, Rena's arm began to regenerate. She fell asleep, and Zeix stood, creating a green healing ball. He launched it towards the injured elves, healing them all.
Flitz, astonished, asked, "Master, how did y—" But Zeix cut him off. "Who did this?" he demanded, his voice a low growl. Flitz saw the terrifying anger on Zeix's face, his veins bulging with fury. Fearfully, Flitz began to explain, "It happened one day ago..."
**To be continued...**