As the six figures dissolved into dust, Amelia's gaze stayed fixed on the silhouette in the sky.
Her thoughts raced, but her body remained still, frozen by the display of power.
The figure slowly descended, gliding effortlessly through the air.
Amelia squinted as the figure drew closer, and what she saw took her breath away, a woman, no older than herself, with a beauty that seemed otherworldly.
Her skin glowed with a soft, porcelain light, and her long, dark hair flowed like eclipse, framing a face that looked almost too perfect.
Her violet eyes shimmered with a deep, unreadable emotion, as if they held the wisdom of ages.
The woman landed gracefully, her presence commanding elegance.
Without hesitation, she bowed deeply.
"I've returned, young master," she said, her melodic voice full of respect.
Amelia blinked, thrown off. Young master?
Spark, completely unfazed, stretched lazily.
"Took you long enough," he teased, as if nothing unusual had happened.
Amelia glanced between them, her confusion growing. This powerful, ethereal woman, was she Spark's servant?
The woman, Yuna, straightened, her cool expression softening just a bit.
"I'm sorry, young master. There were... complications." She briefly looked at the remnants of the six figures before turning her gaze back to Spark.
Spark waved it off casually.
"It's fine. Just glad you're back." He turned to Amelia, who still stood in shock. "Amelia, this is Yuna, my attendant."
"Attendant?" Amelia echoed, still processing the scene before her.
"She's kind of my protector," Spark explained.
He gestured to the two women. "Yuna, this is Amelia. We've been traveling together since... you know, I got kidnapped."
Yuna's violet eyes flicked toward Amelia, scanning her briefly before offering a polite nod.
Before he could respond, Amelia rose into the air, her long hair flowing behind her like a banner.
She hovered for a moment, giving him a final nod before turning and flying toward the distant mountains, her figure shrinking until she disappeared from sight.
The clearing fell silent as Spark and Yuna stood alone. The stillness was almost tangible.
Spark then broke the silence.
"To think those guys would send clones, even after all their preparation..." His voice trailed off, tinged with mild disappointment as he gazed up at the sky where the dark figures had been scattered moments ago.
Yuna, standing a few paces behind him, remained composed as ever, her eyes reflecting calmness.
"Their arrogance knows no bounds, young master," she replied softly, her gaze following his upward.
Spark nodded, a thoughtful look crossing his face. He then turned slightly, glancing at Yuna.
"Did you complete the task?" His tone shifted to one of casual curiosity, but there was a subtle edge beneath it.
Yuna straightened at his question.
"Yes, young master," she responded with a small bow of her head. "I've opened the floodgate, just as you instructed."
Spark's expression grew more serious. "Good."
Yuna hesitated, glancing at the horizon before speaking again. "Was it wise to open the gate now? Shouldn't we have given them more time to prepare?"
Spark chuckled quietly, shaking his head. "There's no such thing as enough preparation against the flood. If they can't handle this, their fate is already sealed. When the real storm comes, they'll have no chance."
Yuna said nothing more, her face thoughtful.
She had a vague grasp of Spark's thoughts, but she hesitated to draw any conclusions about something so great.
"Let's go home," Spark said, breaking her thoughts.
At his words, she waved her hand, summoning a swirling vortex of energy before them.
Spark stepped inside and she followed closely behind, and in the blink of an eye, they vanished, leaving the quiet clearing behind as if they had never been there.
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[A/N: This is the end of the third volume (eye of the storm) I don't know if this was a good conclusion for a volume but it felt appropriate so I did.
NEXT volume will be called (Flood) as in the chapter title.
How has my writing been so far? if you're free, You can leave a review and send suggestions on what I can improve.]