The moment King Blaze learned of Pearl's arrival in Damsel, his fury erupted like an unrelenting storm. His power surged uncontrollably, an overwhelming force that sent tremors through the entire realm. The very air crackled with the weight of his wrath as he teleported directly to Ambrose's castle—his destination clear, his intent murderous.
Without hesitation, he unleashed his power upon Pearl.
Caught off guard, unprepared for the sheer brutality of his assault, Pearl was struck with devastating force. Pain tore through her body, her vision blurred, and before she could even attempt to recover, another wave of destruction followed. King Blaze saw nothing but red, his rage reducing him to something beyond reason, beyond restraint.
He attacked again.
Pearl barely had time to react before another pulse of searing energy struck her, sending her crashing to the ground. Blood dripped from the corners of her lips as agony engulfed her entire being. She was no match for his wrath—at least, not yet.
Before King Blaze could deal another blow, a violent force shattered the air between them.
Ambrose.
His arrival was a thunderclap, his fury a tempest. He threw himself between Pearl and his father, his own powers flaring wildly as he met Blaze's assault head-on. The moment their energies clashed, the sky above Damsel darkened, splitting with violent streaks of light.
Ambrose had always been more aligned with his negative energy than his positive, but now, forced into a battle against the one who had shaped him, the weight of his darkness threatened to consume him entirely.
A battle that was never meant to happen had begun.
Power surged between them—father against son, negative force against negative force. The collision of their unchecked rage sent shockwaves across the castle, distorting the very fabric of balance. The foundations trembled. The walls groaned under the pressure. The world itself threatened to tear apart.
And then, suddenly, another force broke through the chaos.
A radiant, blinding light cut through the storm.
Queen Veliean.
She appeared between them, an ethereal glow radiating from her very being. She had come to restore order, to halt the descent into destruction. But the darkness had already become too strong. The imbalance was beyond even her reach.
Pearl, barely holding onto consciousness, saw it all unfolding. She knew she couldn't just stand by and watch. With every ounce of will left in her, she pushed through the pain and began chanting an incantation—one that had surfaced in her mind as if it had always belonged there. The very essence of power resonated in her voice, weaving through the storm like a silken thread of hope.
But King Blaze wasn't about to let her finish.
Before she could complete the spell, another blast struck her, cutting her off mid-chant. She screamed as she was thrown across the battlefield, her body brutally battered by the force of his rage.
And then—
A spark ignited within Ambrose.
Seeing Pearl crumpled on the ground, hurt, suffering, something inside him snapped. His fury spiraled beyond control, his power surging wildly. The darkness within him churned, and this time, something new happened—something far worse.
The mark of his third life glowed.
Pearl's body reacted instantly, as though drawn by an unseen force. A sharp, unbearable pain wracked her as her own essence responded to his imbalance. She screamed as an explosion of energy rippled through her, burning her from the inside out. Her soul itself felt as if it were being torn apart.
Ambrose reached for her, desperate to regain control, but the more he tried, the worse the chaos became. His third life—his final life—was calling to him, and in doing so, it was pulling Pearl into the abyss alongside him.
Damsel trembled on the brink of ruin.
And then, just when the world seemed seconds away from collapse—
A luminous force erupted, engulfing everything.
Miraculas had arrived.
For the first time in existence, his face betrayed an emotion so raw, so terrifyingly human—rage.
With a mere flick of his hand, he severed the energy between Pearl and Ambrose, violently throwing them apart. The force sent them crashing into opposite ends of the room, the impact shaking the castle walls.
Then, he turned to King Blaze.
The air itself seemed to hold its breath as Miraculas took a step forward, his gaze burning with something ancient, something that had long been buried beneath indifference.
King Blaze, still drowning in his wrath, prepared to strike again. His sole target remained Pearl—his rage, his vengeance fixated entirely on her existence. But before he could lift so much as a finger—
A surge of unrelenting power struck him.
King Blaze howled in pain as he was forced to his knees, his entire being wracked with an agony beyond mortal comprehension. He gasped, his body trembling under the sheer force of Miraculas' wrath.
And then, the words that shattered the world:
"How dare you even think of harming my daughter."
Silence.
Utter, consuming silence.
The entire kingdom of Damsel fell still. The air itself seemed to freeze in time. Every creature, every being, every soul that had borne witness to the battle was now paralyzed in shock.
Miraculas' words echoed like a prophecy spoken into eternity.
His daughter.
A truth no one had seen coming. A revelation that would change everything.
And in that moment, nothing—nothing—would ever be the same again.