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Chapter 35 - Chapter 34 : The Veil's Wrath

The air was thick with the clash of steel and the hiss of magic as Seishin's warriors pressed their attack. Every movement, every blow, carried the weight of desperation as Tarezuchi and his companions fought to hold their ground. The tranquil glade, once a haven, was now a battlefield illuminated by flashes of energy and the eerie crimson glow of Seishin's eyes. 

"You're resilient," Seishin said, his voice cutting through the chaos. He dodged Tarezuchi's strike with ease, his movements fluid yet predatory. "But resilience only delays the inevitable." 

Tarezuchi gritted his teeth, gripping the Flameheart pendant as its light flared. "We've come too far to let you take this from us." 

Seishin's lips twisted into a smirk. "Admirable, but futile." He raised his hand, and tendrils of shadow shot out, aiming to ensnare Tarezuchi. 

Tarezuchi dove to the side, narrowly avoiding the attack, but the force of it sent him rolling across the ground. He pushed himself up, determination blazing in his eyes. "I won't let you win." 

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Kaida's twin swords flashed as he fought off two of the cloaked warriors, their strikes synchronized and relentless. With each clash of blades, his muscles burned, but he refused to yield. 

"They're stronger than they look," he called out, deflecting a blow aimed at his head. 

"Then we'll just hit harder," Akiyo bellowed, his warhammer sending a cloaked warrior crashing into a tree. The impact shook the ground, but Akiyo was already turning to face another foe, his resolve unwavering. 

Ryomi moved through the shadows like a phantom, her daggers finding their marks with deadly precision. "They're coordinated," she observed, her voice sharp. "Someone's guiding their moves." 

"Seishin," Rina replied, her light magic surging as she sent a wave of energy toward a group of attackers. "If we take him down, they'll fall apart." 

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Tarezuchi squared off against Seishin, their battle growing more intense with each passing moment. Seishin's dark energy pulsed like a living thing, lashing out at everything in its path. 

"You're holding back," Seishin taunted, deflecting Tarezuchi's strikes with infuriating ease. "I expected more from the forbidden heir." 

Tarezuchi's grip tightened on the Flameheart pendant as he channeled its power. "You haven't seen anything yet." 

With a roar, he unleashed a burst of flame, the energy burning brighter than before. Seishin staggered slightly, but his grin only widened. 

"Good," he said, his voice dripping with amusement. "Show me your true strength." 

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As Tarezuchi fought to hold Seishin at bay, Kota and Rina worked together to fend off the remaining cloaked warriors. 

"They're relentless," Kota panted, his bow glowing with ethereal light as he loosed arrow after arrow. 

Rina nodded, sweat beading on her forehead as she maintained the protective barrier around them. "Just keep pushing. We can't let them overwhelm us." 

One of the warriors broke through the barrier, lunging toward them with a blade wreathed in shadow. Kota reacted instantly, his arrow striking true and sending the attacker sprawling. 

"Nice shot," Rina said, her magic flaring as she repaired the barrier. 

"Thanks," Kota replied, his gaze already scanning for the next threat. 

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Ryomi darted toward Seishin, her daggers aimed at his back. She moved silently, her steps calculated and precise. But as she closed the distance, Seishin turned, his crimson eyes locking onto her. 

"Bold," he said, his tone mocking. "But predictable." 

With a flick of his wrist, a wave of dark energy surged toward her. Ryomi leapt back, narrowly avoiding the attack, but the force of it sent her stumbling. 

"Damn it," she muttered, regaining her footing. 

Tarezuchi seized the opening, launching another fiery attack at Seishin. The flames roared to life, forcing Seishin to redirect his focus. 

"Stay down," Tarezuchi growled, his voice filled with determination. 

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Akiyo and Kaida fought back-to-back, their movements synchronized as they faced the remaining warriors. 

"They're thinning out," Kaida observed, his blades cutting through another attacker. 

"Good," Akiyo replied, slamming his warhammer into the ground and sending a shockwave through the glade. "Because I'm getting tired of these guys." 

The shockwave knocked several warriors off their feet, giving the group a brief reprieve. 

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As the battle reached its peak, Seishin's patience wore thin. He raised both hands, the shadows around him coalescing into a massive, swirling vortex. 

"You've wasted enough of my time," he said, his voice echoing with power. "Let me show you what true despair looks like." 

The vortex surged forward, its energy crackling with malice. Tarezuchi and the others braced themselves, but the sheer force of the attack threatened to overwhelm them. 

"Hold the line!" Tarezuchi shouted, the Flameheart pendant glowing brighter than ever. 

The group rallied, their combined efforts creating a barrier of light and steel against Seishin's assault. The clash of energies shook the ground, the air vibrating with raw power. 

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In a final surge of strength, Tarezuchi channeled the pendant's power, its flames erupting into a brilliant inferno. The vortex faltered, its energy dissipating under the onslaught of light. 

Seishin staggered, his aura flickering as he glared at Tarezuchi. "You're stronger than I expected," he admitted, his voice filled with reluctant respect. "But this isn't over." 

With a swirl of shadows, Seishin and his remaining warriors vanished, leaving the group alone in the devastated glade. 

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The silence that followed was deafening, broken only by the heavy breathing of the companions. 

"They'll be back," Rina said, her voice steady despite the exhaustion in her eyes. 

"Let them come," Akiyo replied, gripping his warhammer tightly. "We'll be ready." 

Tarezuchi stared at the Flameheart pendant, its glow steady once more. "This was just the beginning," he said quietly, his gaze fixed on the horizon. "The storm is coming—we need to be prepared." 

The group exchanged determined glances before gathering their belongings, their resolve stronger than ever. The path ahead was uncertain, but they would face it together. 

And as the night deepened, the stars above seemed to shine a little brighter, as if offering a glimmer of hope in the darkness.