Marc's vision blurred as he regained consciousness. He was trapped inside a fiery, glowing dome, unsure of what was happening outside. Panic set in as he bumped his head against the low ceiling, his attempts to stand futile. His bracelet, crucial for spellcasting, was broken during the impact before he fainted. Desperate and anxious about his teammates' safety, Marc tried every way to break free—punching, kicking, even casting spells—but nothing worked. Determined, he decided to fix the bracelet. Scouring the cramped dome, he managed to find its broken parts. The challenge was molding them together without tools.
Concentrating, Marc's hands began to emit heat, enough to fuse the metals. The bracelet was repaired, but his mind raced with questions: "Can I even cast magic without it?" With no other choice, he focused his energy and tried casting spells. Random incantations failed, and frustration mounted. Finally, summoning all his willpower, Marc aimed at the dome. A fiery magma ball formed in his palm, sizzling and dripping molten rock. He fired it. BOOM. Smoke and heat erupted, but the dome remained intact. Defeated, tears welled in his eyes. Then, faint cracks echoed through the air. The cracks spread until a large fissure appeared. Marc scrambled out of the dome, wiping his tears. What he saw outside made his heart sink.
Rocks and boulders littered the area, shrouded in darkness and dense smoke. Blood stained the walls, ceiling, and floor, but Marc pushed his emotions aside, focused on finding his teammates. Unable to move the boulders alone, he blasted through the rubble until he realized he'd forgotten his bracelet. Panicked, he searched frantically until a faint blue glow caught his eye. Grabbing the bracelet, he pressed on, only to spot a dark, shadowy figure."Help me!" Marc shouted. The shadow flinched but vanished. Marc sprinted after it. "Hey, wait!" he called, but the figure disappeared again. Suddenly, a voice echoed, chanting unfamiliar words. Smoke and dust gave way to a surreal scene of blackness filled with stars and vibrant clouds. Marc, awestruck but immobilized, struggled to move. Items floated around him as a woman's voice rang out ."Hello, Marc. I've been waiting for you." He turned to see a woman in a black coat. "Who are you?" he asked, his voice trembling. "Don't worry. You'll be fine," she said with a sly smile. "In heaven." Marc felt his body release, but when he tried to use his magic, he couldn't—his bracelet was gone. "Looking for this?" she taunted, holding the glowing blue bracelet. Fury boiled within him. Marc lunged, swinging punches, but every strike passed through her as she faded and reappeared, laughing at his frustration.
She then lets out a lightning beam to Marc. Which seriously injures him. "Bzzz–zz… Enough, retreat back to base Mia, Bzzz-zzz" Sound of radio transmitting can be heard faintly by Marc. The woman(Mia) opens up a portal which leads to the outside. Marc saw her looking at him then left like nothing happened. Marc then forces himself to stand up and follows her. Step by step he took and endured the pain, he is going to make it. However, as soon as he takes his final steps, the portal lets out a sound. And in an instant, it closes. MArc then sat down, trying to not injure himself more. He tried finding his bracelet in the items and things floating inside the room, but there isn't. He lost all hope. He couldn't use spell since he's injured and he's bracelet is gone, he couldn't call for help. "Looks like it's the end for me," ,Marc thought to himself, "Hope the others are fine.". As he finishes wandering around he sat down and slowly began to close his eyes. A bit by bit, his vision is getting darker until its completely dark.