Momentster, Arabe finally grasped the purpose behind the grueling flight training that Orga had imposed upon her. Striding toward ze, her magnificent red and golden wings beat powerfully behind her. As she lifted his lifeless body, a shiver ran through her; he felt cold, utterly still. The reality of his absence had yet to sink in fully.


    Tears streamed down Arabe’s face as she cradled ze tenderly. Swiftly wiping them away, she sought to conceal any signs of vulnerability in front of Alessia. Her eyes smoldered with outrage and pain as she turned to confront Alessia.


    “You will pay for this, Alessia,” Arabe growled, her voice dripping with intensity. “I swear on my soul; I’ll make you suffer for what you’ve done.”


    With her wings fully spread behind her, Arabe’s imposing presence intensified. Alessia tutted dismissively, refraining from the immediate response as Arabe continued her emotional tirade.


    “Crossing me was a grave mistake, Alessia,” Arabe snarled, her words dripping with venom. “You’ll regret it for every breath you take in your pathetic life.”


    A devilish cackle erupted from Alessia as she unleashed her pent-up energy. Suddenly, her body contorted and twisted in defiance of naturalws. Her skin stretched, eyes widening with excitement. A manicugh echoed as her once-pale wings, now a demonic ck, burst from her back-enormous appendages casting city-engulfing shadows.Text property ? N?vel(D)ra/ma.Org.


    But there was more. Her eyes shifted from pale blue to an eerie white.


    “Showtime,” Alessia purred with a sly smile. “Cool wings aren’t just your thing!”


    With a dark beam conjured in her hand, Alessia hurled herself at Arabe. Simultaneously, Arabe charged toward Alessia, leaving fiery trails in her wake. A yellow aura beam formed around her.


    Their powers collided in a cataclysmic explosion, unleashing waves of energy that obliterated their surroundings. Cracks spread across the walls, and Janice was forced to dodge the airborne debris.


    Employing her wind maniption, Alessia conjured sharp des of air aimed at Arabe. In response, Arabe countered with her crimson aura beams. The sh created a massive explosion, rattling the entire room.


    “Stop!” Janice’s voice erupted amidst the chaos of demolition, yet it fell on deaf ears. Forced to distance herself from the escting battle, she sought refuge from potential harm in the shadows.


    Arabe unleashed a barrage of yellow aura beams aimed at Alessia, who, in response, conjured a wind-powered shield. The shield’s defenses crumbled against Arabe’s relentless attack, propelling Alessia backward.


    In retaliation, Alessia channeled a gust of wind, sending Arabe careening into a wall. Swiftly recovering, Arabe countered with a blue aura beam, causing the ground beneath Alessia to tremble.


    From her concealed vantage point, Janice observed that Arabe had gained the upper hand, noting that she hadn’t even tapped into her full powers yet. She recognized the lethal potential of Arabe’s fury and waspelled to prevent tragedy, her head shaking with determination. No, she couldn’t allow Arabe to follow through on her fatal intentions, but she remained uncertain of how to intervene.


    Recognizing her disadvantage, Alessia resolved to unleash her most formidable attack: a tornado. Frenzied winds spiraled into a colossal funnel, pulling everything within the room toward its center.


    Arabe fought to maintain her stance, teeth clenched in defiance. Alessia’s taunting words echoed: “Surrender, dearest sister, and let the world be mine!”


    “Never!” Arabe’s retort resonated with raw determination. “I’d rather die than witness your reign!”


    With her eyes shut tight, Arabe drew upon the culmination of her powers, seeking to unleash an immense energy st that would dispel the tornado’s fury.


    In the critical moment before Arabe could deliver the decisive strike against Alessia, amanding voice boomed, “Cease this at once!”


    But Arabe pressed on, releasing her attack. However, it faltered, extinguished before reaching its target.


    Stunned, Arabe wavered, losing her equilibrium and copsing to the ground. Gasping for breath, she struggled to regain her poise.


    Surveying her surroundings, she recognized ze’s absence, a renewed surge of panic and grief engulfing her as tears streamed down her face.


    “ze!” she screeched, frantically scanning her surroundings for any sign of him. Her frustration and anger swelled, threatening to burst forth in a torrent of destructive energy-a way to release the pent-up turmoil within her.


    Then, out of nowhere, Orga materialized before her, effectively blocking her path. Arabe’s eyes zed with fury as they bore into him, ready to unleash her wrath. “What have you done with ze? Where is he?” she hissed, her voice quivering with anger.


    Despite her aggressive stance, Orga remained resolute andposed. In response to her vehement questions, his voice remained steady and reassuring. “ze is safe, Arabe. He’s been taken to the cave for treatment.”


    Arabe’s skepticism red. “I don’t believe you,” she retorted, advancing a step toward Orga. “You’re lying. I know you’re lying.”


    Undeterred, Orga met her gaze head-on. “You have to believe me, Arabe. ze lives, and your tears yed a part in his salvation. Evidence of it was found on him,” his tone softened, a glimmer of empathy in his eyes.


    As her anger ebbed, confusion and doubt crept in. Could it be true? Could ze truly be alive? She shook her head, attempting to clear her mind off the chaotic whirlwind of emotions.


    “I… I need to see him. I need to ensure he’s alright,” her voice barely audible, a tremor in her words.


    Orga nodded, his demeanor understanding. “Come with me,” he beckoned, gesturing for Arabe to follow.


    Exiting the building, Arabe’s heightened senses caught the sound of approaching footsteps. She pivoted to face the source and gasped as she beheld Sandro standing there-his expression twisted into a sinister grin, his eyes glinting with menace.


    Frozen in ce, her heart raced with fear, memories of their prior encounter resurfacing vividly. A step back was met with Sandro’s confident advance, his smirk widening.


    “Found you,” Sandro growled, a chilling deration that sent a shiver down her spine.