As Matsya and Zale prepared themselves, brandishing their weapons, they made their way towards the hall of the royal museum. The air crackled with anticipation, a tense energy surrounding them as they ventured deeper towards the hall of the royal museum.
Suddenly, an enormous spell erupted from the direction of their destination, its power growing with each passing second. The spell expanded rapidly, swirling and pulsating, until it engulfed the entire museum in its ethereal embrace. The surroundings became distorted, as if reality itself was bending under the weight of the magical phenomenon.
"What the hell is this?" Matsya exclaimed, her voice laced with caution and disbelief. She raised her spear, prepared for any potential threat that lay ahead.
"To cast such a wide-ranging spell... Is the reinforcement from the royal palace already here?" She pondered aloud, trying to make sense of the spectacle before her.
"That is impossible."
Zale let out his voice trying to think reasonably as he cautiously watched his surroundings.
"It will take at least 2 minutes for the news to the royal palace and another 2 minutes for them to gather at the portal even if we considered that they responded quickly and what's more even if they did all that, the 6th unit stationed outside will stop them for at least 3-4 minutes."
He explained trying to make a sense out of the situation.
"Besides, this is a domain declaration! An 8-star spell."
He said in all seriousness trying to implore the seriousness of the matter.
"It seems like there was an Archmage among the visitors."
That's what Zale deduced after carefully considering the things. But there was one thing that he noticed.
"The spell is only affecting the monster, it is not affecting us...?"
It was likely that whoever has cast the spell had only 'considered' the monsters as the enemies and not the humans to ensure that they don't affect those fighting against the monsters.
It was evident after seeing the monster rampage slowing down, some even stiffened in the middle of the fight looking at empty air.
"It will be troublesome if he considers us as enemies, we have to finish our job before it could happen."
Zale said unsheathing his sword from the scabbard and started walking towards the hall once again.
Matsya watched the weird behavior of the monsters after the spell had hit them, it was like they were weakened and cursed. She realized that their task would become increasingly challenging if they had to face the Archmage responsible for the magic.
After a moment of enraptured observation, Eren's attention returned to the rebels and the red-haired woman who stood only a few paces away from the group locked in combat with the monsters. His dreamlike trance shattered as he noticed them move.
"Now is not the time to be dreaming. Let's go," he resolved, his determination resurfacing as he followed closely behind them.
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Amidst the chaos, a group of survivors sought refuge behind desks and pillars, seeking solace amidst the relics and treasures of the past. Their faces were etched with weariness and fear, the weight of the situation pressing upon them. They were the fortunate ones who had managed to escape the sudden onslaught of the monsters, their lives now protected by the royal soldiers and academy students engaged in battle.
Amidst such a scene, the footsteps that were hard hear in middle of the chaos resounded, going unnoticed by everyone.
A young girl unperturbed by the chaos surrounding her, strode toward the survivors. Her expression remained stoic and unaffected by her surroundings, devoid of any fear or desperation to safely get out of the museum.
Although her demeanor sharply contrasted with the turmoil surrounding her, but no one spared her a second glance. Each individual was too consumed by their own struggle for survival to notice her presence.
Esmerald, too, paid no attention to her surroundings as she navigated through the chaos. She moved with purpose, her destination crystal clear in her mind. Her footsteps were firm and resolute, as if she already possessed intimate knowledge of the place and the exact location of her desired object.
The blue pendant, bestowed upon her by the "Master" after the announcement of the date to attend the royal academy, held two crucial instructions.
The first involved assisting the rebel army in opening the portal and ensuring the successful invasion of the royal museum by the monsters—a task she had diligently fulfilled.
But there was another instruction, one that her Master had stressed was of paramount importance and had specifically chosen her to complete.
'I will not let him down.'
Esmerald thought to herself as she turned around the corner continuing her stride. Her confident stride revealed a familiarity with the place, suggesting she possessed prior knowledge of where she needed to go and the exact location of the coveted item.
'If make sure to complete this task successfully, then maybe....'
Esmerald thought with a sense of determination as she walked with a clear destination in mind, but her thoughts came to a halt when she stopped Infront of certain item that was stored in a glass container filled with some liquid to preserve the item inside it.
'This is it!'
She though as she watched the item in front of her with a smile that was rare to see on her expressionless face.
There was a second instruction that was sent to her along with the blue pendent, it was something that the master had chosen her specifically for since only she had the ability to do what was required.
Because her second task was to steal a specific item stored within the royal museum—the legendary "Dragon Heart."
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