Chapitre 85: All or nothing
Lyra, Lilith, and Clara stood back to back, their faces set with grim determination as they faced off against Adrian and his horde of ghouls. The air crackled with the dark energy of Adrian's shadowflame bolts, the twisted flames casting eerie shadows across the chamber walls.
Lilith summoned her love essence technique, focusing her power on the ghouls in an attempt to break Adrian's control over them. She poured all of her strength into the attack, her brow furrowed with concentration as she sought to penetrate the darkness that enshrouded their minds.
Clara, meanwhile, unleashed a barrage of kinetic impacts, her fists glowing with a bright, pulsing energy as she struck out at the advancing ghouls. She moved with a fluid grace, her attacks precise and measured, careful not to cause too much harm to the innocent victims trapped within the ghouls' twisted forms.
Lyra, her mind racing with the knowledge gained from her essence sensing technique, searched desperately for a way to turn the tide of the battle. She could feel the ghouls' essence, could sense the pain and confusion that swirled within them, and she knew that they had to find a way to free them from Adrian's control without causing them further harm.
With a deep breath, Lyra summoned her battle alchemy, her hands moving in intricate patterns as she wove together the elements of the world around her. She created barriers of shimmering energy, walls of force that slowed the ghouls' advance and gave her friends precious moments to regroup and plan their next move.
But even as they fought with all their strength, Adrian's power continued to grow. He laughed with cruel amusement as he fired off shadowflame bolt after shadowflame bolt, the dark energy searing the air and leaving scorch marks on the chamber floor.
Suddenly, Adrian vanished in a swirl of shadows, only to reappear behind Lilith, his hand wreathed in dark flames. Lyra cried out in warning, but it was too late - Adrian's attack struck Lilith square in the back, sending her flying across the room to land in a crumpled heap.
Clara rushed to Lilith's side, her face pale with fear and concern. But even as she helped her friend to her feet, Adrian vanished again, this time reappearing behind Clara and unleashing another devastating attack.
Lyra, her heart pounding with desperation, poured all of her power into a final, desperate gambit. She summoned a massive blast of alchemical energy, the shimmering force slamming into Adrian and sending him staggering backwards.
But it wasn't enough. Even as Adrian stumbled, he let out a cruel laugh, his eyes glinting with malevolent amusement. "Is that the best you can do, little alchemist?" he taunted. "You are no match for the power of Nosferatu!"
With a final, devastating barrage of shadowflame bolts, Adrian brought Lyra and her friends to their knees. They lay there, battered and broken, their strength all but spent in the face of Adrian's overwhelming power.
"And now, there is no Elias or resistance club to save you," Adrian sneered, his voice dripping with cruel satisfaction. "All three of you will become a part of Nosferatu's dream, and together, we will bring a new age of darkness to this world!"
As the shadows closed in around them and the ghouls pressed ever closer, Lyra felt a wave of despair washing over her. They had fought with everything they had, had given their all to stop Adrian and his dark master, but in the end, it hadn't been enough.
But even as the last vestiges of hope faded from her heart, Lyra knew that she could not give up. She would fight until her last breath, would stand against the darkness until the very end.
For the sake of her friends, for the sake of Ashborne Academy and all those who called it home, Lyra would not let Adrian win. She would find a way to stop him, no matter the cost.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
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