Chapter 1734: Chapter 1550: Bahamut Awakening?

Chapter 1734: Chapter 1550: Bahamut Awakening?



The air crackled with an intensity that threatened to split the very sky. Maria, a whirlwind of darkness and ice, clashed repeatedly with Leon, a storm of crackling lightning in human form. Their training session had morphed into a breathtaking display of raw power, their blades leaving trails of destruction in their wake.

Leon, his confidence bolstered by his newfound control over lightning, unleashed a series of powerful attacks. A thunderous roar echoed as he slammed his electrified hammer into the ground, sending shockwaves rippling outwards. The earth fractured, and jagged shards of rock were launched skyward, catching the brunt of Maria's icy onslaught.

Maria, unflinching, met the hail of debris head-on. Her shimmering crystal sword, a beacon of wintry light amidst the chaotic storm, sliced through the flying rock with effortless grace. The fragments shattered upon contact, their remnants turning into a swirling blizzard that engulfed Maria's form.

From within the icy whirlwind, Maria emerged as a figure of mesmerizing beauty and terrifying power. Her ethereal wings, formed from ice crystals, shimmered with a deadly luminescence. As she raised her hand, the storm raged around her, coalescing into a swirling vortex of frost and biting wind.

The vortex, a miniature blizzard in its own right, hurtled towards Leon. He met the icy blast head-on, raising his hammer high. A surge of lightning erupted from its head, a blinding flash that momentarily dispelled the blizzard's fury.

The clash of ice and lightning sent shockwaves through the training arena. The earth groaned in protest, and cracks snaked across the walls. But neither Maria nor Leon faltered. This wasn't just a training exercise anymore; it was a prelude to the battles that awaited them.

Suddenly, the ground beneath them lurched violently. A tremor, far stronger than any caused by their clash, rippled through the earth. Maria and Leon, momentarily distracted, exchanged a confused glance.

"What was that?" Maria asked, her voice laced with concern.

"I don't know," Leon replied, hovering a few feet above the ground, his eyes scanning the surroundings. The storm clouds above churned with renewed vigor, reflecting the growing anxiety below.

Then, a faint whisper, almost imperceptible at first, began to permeate the air. The whisper grew louder, a voice carried on the wind, resonating with ancient power. It wasn't a human voice, nor the rasp of a beast. It was a voice unlike anything they had ever heard, a chilling echo of a world beyond theirs.

"The spirits... they awaken..." the voice whispered, a sound that sent shivers down both Maria and Leon's spines.

Their training session abruptly halted. They both knew, with a sickening certainty, that this wasn't a mere tremor or a freak weather event. Something momentous had transpired in the spirit realm, something that resonated within the very fabric of their world.

Typhania pondered Lunar's words, a newfound understanding dawning upon her. It wasn't just about wielding immense power; it was about uniting and inspiring those around her. With newfound purpose, she intensified her training, focusing not just on combat prowess but also on leadership, empathy, and the ability to instill hope in the face of darkness. Finally, the day arrived. The tremors from her world had subsided, replaced by an unsettling silence. The Mystical White Beast, its colossal form casting an ethereal glow over Lunaris, materialized before them.

"The veil between worlds has grown thin,"

the Beast boomed, its voice resonating through the very air.

"A powerful entity stirs within the darkness, an ancient evil that threatens to consume both your world and the spirit realm."

Typhania, her gaze unwavering, met the Beast's gaze. She knew it was that mobster's doing, Bahamut, maybe he had awaken, completely free.

"We are ready," she declared, her voice ringing with newfound confidence.

"Lunar, Zephyr and I will face this threat together."

The Mystical White Beast rumbled in approval. With a flick of its colossal head, a swirling

portal materialized behind them, a gateway back to her world.

Typhania thanked Zephyr before sending it away leaving only one spirit, she turned to Lunar,

their bond forged in a crucible of training and years together.

"Thank you," she whispered, gratitude overflowing in her heart.

Lunar nudged her hand with her head, a silent farewell.