Chapter 773 - Hopeless

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Sacrificing her life to protect those she loved, and all those innocent people that would suffer the same fate as her own family did in the past, the Red Sage valiantly unleashed all the power she had been accumulating these hundreds of years she had been living in Eden.

Although not human, it was impossible to not recognize the beautiful heart of the people of this planet, so strong and filled with convictions and emotions that they didn't differentiate from humans or other races within Kritias, if anything, they seemed even more lively, even more filled with colors, and even more awe inspiring.

The Blue Sage and the Gray Sage looked at the flames consume their powerful foe, as the entire throne room exploded with fire, which not only reached this place, but blew the ceiling away, and rushed across the many corridors, breaking through the doors leading to the ritual area, and burning through all the wicked warlocks attempting to do the unthinkable.

BOOOOOOMMMM!!!

Flames exploded, burning through everything, the will of the Red Sage was unforgiving, and so were her flames, seeking every evil within this castle, and taking it away with her.

The Gray Sage combined his elemental power and generated a powerful magical cube combining the element of light and darkness, protecting himself and the Blue Sage.

"Nnngh… Those flames are intense…" said the Gray Sage.

"No… Red Sage…! Yamina…" cried the Blue Sage while muttering her true name.

The Gray Sage sighed as he seemed very tired himself, he looked into the flames flowing everywhere with contempt on his eyes.

He knew why she sacrificed herself, and admired her for doing so… but he also felt incredible sorrow.

"Yamina… I am sorry for… never telling you how I felt… I suppose I will be coming to you soon." He thought with his eyes filled with sorrow, but also a strong feeling of self-sacrifice.

The chaos was seeping into his body, and unlike the Blue Sage, he was too old, his regeneration was slow, and he was showered in wounds.

He was going to die soon.

"Ungh…"

The Gray Sage vomited a mouthful of blood, as the floor below was painted red.

"G-Gray Sage!" cried the Blue Sage.

"Julann… After we are done here, I am leaving handling the newbie to you, alright?" asked the Gray Sage with a mild smile, his face seemed pale, he was near his end.

"W-What? Don't talk silly things! We'll get through this together… I'll bring you to a medic and you'll be okay, old man! You've been living for so long… You're not going anywhere! I won't allow it!" said the Blue Sage.

"Heh.. You're so stubborn…" sighed the Gray Sage.

The Gray Sage slowly moved his hands towards the Blue Sage, Julann, and petted his head.

"You're a good kid… Live a long life, have kids… and don't have the same regrets we ever had." Said the Gray Sage.

"Stop messing with me…" said the Blue Sage, as he began to cry even more.

Suddenly, the flames slowly dissipated, as the Gray Sage looked at them with melancholy.

"She's already gone…" he sighed.

The cube made of light and darkness dissipated, as the two looked into the room behind the throne room, where there were the calcinated corpses of the warlocks, the entire ritual was stopped, and the artifacts were broken as well.

"Hahh… I am glad we managed to do it." he sighed.

He suddenly kneeled in the ground, almost incapable of moving anymore.

The Gray Sage's legs were trembling, and his breathing was getting heavier.

His gray eyes looked into the last ashes in the floor, which belonged to the Red Sage.

There was only a single red feather left, with the tip orange and yellow…

"Yamina…" he sighed, holding the feather tightly.

"Old man…" muttered the Blue Sage.

The Gray Sage's eyes were crying large rivers of tears, as these tears fell over the last feather left by the Red Sage…

"You know…? I always loved her…" muttered the Gray Sage.

The Blue Sage's eyes opened wide in surprise.

"One of my greatest regrets was that I never told her…" sighed the Gray Sage.

"Old man…" cried the Blue Sage.

"Oh, how sad of you…"

Suddenly, the voice of an otherworldly entity resonated through the entire room.

The air suddenly turned chill, and the entire surroundings became dark.

The two Sages were suddenly swallowed in pure darkness.

"What the…?! T-This presence…!" muttered the Blue Sage.

"Ungh…! Impossible! Yamina burned you to a crisp!" roared the Gray Sage.

The two Sages were shocked at what they saw, the purple-feathered woman suddenly showed in the middle of the ritual circle engraved in the floor, as she slowly began to spread her body across the broken artifacts.

She was… not in a physical state anymore… this was… she was a soul- no, a ghost!

"Yes, her sacrifice was commendable, and she really did burn me to a crisp! But… I couldn't simply die without fulfilling my purpose… even if I die, I had to do it… And you made me remember, through your emotions, that I don't have to give up either…" said the woman.

"Y-You're… a ghost?!" asked the Gray Sage.

"A ghost?!" asked the Blue Sage in shock.

"Yes… I don't know how it happened but at the moment I died… this chaos gathered within my soul, and my emotions, resentment, and hatred materialized, fusing with my soul… And I was suddenly back… But not alive anymore…" laughed the woman.

She extended her purple phantasmal feathers, as the broken artifacts began to glow brightly, and they were suddenly repaired!

They glowed with bright purple and dark light, as their energies merged with the ritual circle in the floor, and everything began to start up once more!

"NOO! STOOOOOP!" roared the Blue Sage, as he attempted to fight with his magic, but darkness restrained him and drowned him into an abyss…

"Shuush! Just sit there and watch as I become the vessel of our lord! Yes! This is… this is my truest purpose!" laughed the woman.

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