Chapter 1442 You Shouldn't Have Come Here

Chapter 1442 You Shouldn't Have Come Here

Author's Note: Unedited Chapter

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"Why haven't they returned yet?" Ria questioned from the other end, his voice laced with concern. His gaze was fixed on the second rift that gaped menacingly on the right side of the monolith. The portal stood wide open, a dark maw that seemed to mock their hopeful anticipation with its silent, ominous hum.

Gustav's eyes narrowed as he considered the situation. The plan had been straightforward: split into two teams, with Gustav and Ria rescuing Falco, while Endric and Aildris went after Angy. Yet, only one team had returned. With the rifts unstable and their time running out, anxiety began to gnaw at the edges of his resolve.

"We should trust Endric and Aildris to return safely with Angy," Gustav finally said, his voice steady despite the turmoil within.

"We still have at least two hours before the rifts close forever."

Falco, still disoriented from his prolonged captivity, furrowed his brows in confusion.

"What are you talking about?" he asked, his voice a mix of curiosity and concern.

Ria and Gustav exchanged a glance before explaining. They hadn't embarked on their perilous journey alone; they were four in total, dividing their forces to rescue both Falco and Angy. The revelation seemed to shock Falco to his core.

As the gravity of the situation settled, Falco's expression darkened, a shadow passing over his features.

"When I was imprisoned," he began, his voice low.

"I sensed something...or rather, someone. There was a being struggling to adapt to that higher dimension because it wasn't truly from there. It had half the properties of being from our plane."

Ria and Gustav listened intently, a sense of foreboding growing with each word.

"That being was probably Angy," Falco continued the weight of his words heavy in the air.

"I could sense them performing some kind of should I say experiments... If she is truly the one then, Angy is no longer the person we all know. If Endric and Aildris went after her, they might be in grave danger."

The revelation hit Gustav like a physical blow. The mission to save their friends had been fraught with unknowns, but this...this was a variable they hadn't considered. Angy, transformed by the powers within the dimension's corrupting influence, posed a threat they were unprepared for.

They had been trapped in there for nearly a year and that was pretty much like a lifetime within the other plane. How else did he think things would have gone? Follow current novels on novelb((in).(com)

Realization dawned on Gustav, and with it, a resolve as hard as the monolith beside them.

"I have to go after them," he declared, the decision made before the words even left his lips.

"Wait, Gustav, it's too dangerous to go alone!" Ria protested, his concern palpable.

The figure stirred as if awakening from a deep trance. Slowly, it turned to face them, revealing a visage that was both familiar and utterly alien.

The half that remained in the light bore facial similarities with the Angy they remembered, albeit matured, with features sharpened by experience and eyes that held a depth of emotion but still had a dark eye.

The other half, however, was a stark contrast, with features twisted in a semblance of pain or anger, and an eye that glowed ominously white, as if harboring a power too great to be contained.

For a moment, none of them spoke. The air was thick with a tension that felt almost tangible.

"Endric...Aildris..." Angy's voice was a harmony of light and darkness, each side of her being contributing to the tone in a way that was both beautiful and disconcerting.

The response immediately confirmed that she was indeed the person they were looking for.

They could now properly see the stark transformation Angy had undergone. Where once there were two short, innocuous horns, now there was a single long, dark horn protruding from the dark side of her forehead, curving downwards like a saber. Her hair, once a mix of silver and pink, now flowed in a gradient from pure white to the deepest black, mirroring the dichotomy of her form.

Her face, half hidden in the shadow, bore an expression of deep contemplation or perhaps conflict, making her almost unrecognizable from the Angy they remembered.

"You shouldn't have come here."

Her words hung in the air, a warning, or perhaps a lament, spoken by someone who had traversed the boundaries of their nature and come back irrevocably changed.

"We came to bring you back, Angy," Endric stated, his voice firm, yet carrying an undercurrent of concern.

"Your friends, we...we miss you... Gustav misses you..."

Angy's expression softened, the human side of her visibly moved by the mention of Gustav's name.

"Gus... Gus... Gus-tav... we... we... where is..."

At this moment the dark side of her body wriggled and writhed with intensity.

The once human gaze and expression of softness suddenly vanished as Angy's pupils multiplied within her eyes.

Aildris taken aback by the sudden change moved to drag Endric backward but he wasn't fast enough...

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With a single thrust of her palm, Endric and Aildris were both sent flying backward with a force that defied comprehension.

The surroundings shimmered and pulsated with instability as Angy's face distorted while she stood to her feet.

A dark blade materialized in her hand as she slowly carved a line across the air like an artist painting on a canvas.