56 Burned


    ''How the heck did I not recognize her?'' I wondered as I continued my walk through the bustling streets, the day drawing to a close with shops beginning to close up for the evening.


    In the game, Zaira had distinctive silver eyes – a feature that set her apart and as she Valeria''s only vulnerability Very few people knew about this unique trait, and it was something I should have recognized but here her eyes were blue,just like mine, which waspletely different from what I remembered.


    In this world, there were four heroes in total corresponding to the four game of the series, and the second hero hailed from the Darkoina continent as amoner.


    In the game''s story, Valeria had worked as an undercover teacher at the academy located in the neutral zone between the empire and the kingdom of the Darkoina continent.


    Her close rtionship with the headmaster allowed her to move freely in in sight, even if she wasbeled as one of the most wanted criminals.


    Zaira met the hero while exploring the grounds of that academy in the second game. Despite his hypocrisy and her inherent purity, they had grown close.


    However, the hero''s dog-shit luck came into y when he realized that Zaira was the daughter of the leader of themoners'' faction.


    During a civil war between the imperial and noble factions, he took advantage of Zaira''s trust and kidnapped her with the intention of using her as a bargaining chip.


    Even though he was amoner himself, his purpose was to keep themoners'' factionfrom exploiting the ongoing war.


    His allegiance moved to the imperial factionas a result of his crush on the imperial princess.


    However, when his threats became more hazardous and he began to endanger Zaira, the situation became out of control.


    If you couldn''t keep your end of the deal, Valeria unleashed her formidable power, killing everyone in the imperial family present there just to save her daughter, including the hero. This was the point at which she was dubbed "The Undefeated Viiness."


    If you don''t handle Valeria correctly, it''s game over; every single person who opposes her dies, which is why dealing with her is one of the game''s most difficult objectives.


    I was on my way to the merchant guild, still thinking about Valeria and Zaira, when I sensed something was wrong. As I got closer to the guild, I noticed a line of people going in the opposite direction.


    Their frightened faces were distorted by fear and panic, and their frantic footsteps resonated across the streets.


    The tension in the air was apparent, and my heart started racing. I quickened my pace, wanting to know what had prompted such a chaotic exodus.


    People bumped into me, their hurried shouts barely audible over the growing din.


    "What''s happening?" I asked, grabbing the arm of a man who appeared to be in a state of disarray.


    His eyes were wide with terror as he gasped, "Fire! The merchant guild is on fire! Run!"


    The words poured a bucket of chilled water over me, and I felt a surge of adrenaline. I tore myself away from the bewildered man and sprinted toward the source of themotion.


    "Fire! Everyone, run!" a woman screamed, her voice trembling with fear. She was desperately trying to warn the passersby, but chaos reigned as people tried to flee the growing inferno.


    I dodged and weaved through the panicked crowd, my heart pounding in my chest.


    The acrid scent of smoke reached my nostrils as I neared the merchant guild.


    The mes raged, sending plumes of thick, ck smoke billowing into the sky.


    "Get back!" a voice yelled, and I turned to see a group of guards attempting to clear the area.


    They were doing their best to keep people away from the ze while others were rushing toward the mes, likely to help extinguish the fire or rescue anyone trapped inside.


    Thefireraged,devouringtheguild''sstructurelikeitwasmadeofkindling.


    Theentirestructurewasonfire,anditwasevidentthatthiswasnoordinaryfire;itwasadisaster.


    "Hey, what happened to the people inside the building?" I asked, grabbing one of the guards in desperation.


    "Don''t mess with me, just go away!" He replied, attempting to brush me off. Frustrated, I seized him by the cor and forced his face inches from mine.


    "Tell me, you fucker!" I growled in a cold, menacing tone that I rarely used.


    "N-no one... m-made it out of the building," he stammered, trembling with fear, desperately trying to stand his ground, throwing him away. I started running towards the fire.


    "Back off!" A different guard barked as he spotted me darting towards the inferno.


    "me maniption," I whispered under my breath. Suddenly, an intense pain shot through my head, but I fought through it and continued running toward the rear of the building.


    The fire, seemingly weing my presence, parted like a red carpet as I made my way toward the location where I hadst seen Jessica and the others.


    Arriving at the location where the carriages were usually parked, I was met with an eerie sight.


    The carriages sat empty, and the warehouse that had been filled with life during myst visit appeared deste.


    My clothes had been devoured by the fire, and I could feel the heat on my face. I removed my mask quickly, throwing it into the inventory, showing my face and my distinctive white hair.


    My Phoenicia''s Bloodlinewas saving my life by keeping the fire from scorching myskin. n/?/vel/b//jn dot c//om


    Itsunique ability tomanipte mes madenavigatingtheraging firesimpler,but itcameatacost.


    The extreme maniption gaveme ahorrible headache that throbbedwithevery stepI took.


    Upon entering the warehouse, I was greeted by a gruesome scene. The space was littered with charred bodies, and my heart sank as I approached a burning bow. It belonged to Jessica.


    I cautiously approached two lifeless bodies, their outstretched hands almost touching but forever kept apart. I noticed a small box nearby. Kneeling down, I picked up the burning box, my fingers searing slightly from the heat.


    With trembling hands, I opened it and found the ring that Max had shown me just earlier that day.


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