A strong magical aura pulsed around him, causing the wind to spiral violently.
With sharp instincts, Ladynne Gan sensed the extraordinary power of Marbara from afar. His body trembled — not from fear, but because he knew this was no ordinary foe.
In a flash of light, Ladynne Gan appeared before Yolaqen and Yarantha. The atmosphere shifted instantly.
Yolaqen gave a faint smile.
“So… you’ve finally shown up.”
Yarantha, confused, asked:
“What’s a kid like him doing here?”
Yolaqen simply replied as he prepared himself:
“But he has spirit. We better focus on fighting this creature.”
Yarantha wondered what he meant.
The battle resumed.
Ladynne Gan joined Yolaqen and Yarantha in launching relentless attacks, showing their strength. But even after wave upon wave of assaults — Marbara kept rising, regenerating without end, his body bouncing like a deadly ball, smashing the ground, crushing stone, tearing through space.
The struggle deepened.
Their magic wasn’t enough to outmatch Marbara’s regeneration.
Yet none of them gave up.
Because they knew — victory wouldn’t come from power alone… but from wit, courage, and trust.
The battlefield had become a living hell.
Yolaqen, Yarantha, and Ladynne Gan were each struck, pressed down, and stomped upon by Marbara’s furious bouncing body.
Their attacks seemed useless, only emitting sparks that vanished into the monstrous yellow elasticity.
Dust, blood, and magical shards filled the air.
They were powerless.
At this point, their strength could no longer counter the untouchable and endless regeneration of Marbara.
Yet… it was at this moment of desperation that something was born.
Their spirits soared, surpassing what they once thought impossible.
Yolaqen clutched his magic.
“Towa ?190 (tower), Yami ?1, and Ugora ?190”
Yarantha extended her arms, light surrounding her.
Gisara ?190 (gravity)
Yami ?190 (light)
Entein ?190 (lightning)
Hiken ?190 (fire)
Qeura ?190 (wind)
Omen ?190 (water)
Ugora ?190 (defense)
Ladynne Gan:
Yami ?190
Ugora ?190
An explosion of yellow-black (Ladynne Gan), grey (Yolaqen), and golden (Yarantha) auras burst forth simultaneously, shaking the sky and the earth.
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They transformed into light and danced around Marbara, unleashing a flurry of attacks — blasts of energy, rays of light, and continuous tower conjurations tore through Marbara’s body, gradually eroding his bouncing form.
For the first time — Marbara recoiled.
But the advantage didn’t last.
Marbara’s body suddenly trembled, an intense yellow aura flaring.
“Marbara ?200 and Heara ?200”
An explosion of power far beyond them.
His body bounced faster, heavier, and more wildly, striking them mercilessly.
Yolaqen was thrown, Yarantha slammed into the ground, and Ladynne Gan flung like a ragdoll.
Marbara bounced again and again, crushing them with no pause.
They were beaten down once more.
Marbara ?200 was too strong.
The battlefield quaked again, the ground cracked, the sky split.
Yet behind the pain, something ignited within their hearts — that this was not the end.
This defeat was not a full stop… but a sign that their current level of strength was no longer enough.
Amidst the ruined battlefield, Ladynne Gan was still standing.
His body wrapped in yellow-black light was weary and covered in the dust of battle — but his eyes shone with resolve.
Yolaqen called out to Gan:
“Gan, gather as much magic as you can and turn it into a final strike. Leave Marbara to us.”
Gan obeyed.
Yolaqen and Yarantha readied themselves to face Marbara again.
A powerful aura flowed — gathering in Ladynne Gan’s hands.
Yolaqen and Yarantha attacked Marbara
with magic of tower creation and elemental force.
But… to no avail.
Marbara still bounced.
Still struck.
Yolaqen and Yarantha were crushed again and again, their bodies battered… but not destroyed.
They tried again.
And again.
Each time the result was the same — Marbara remained unshaken.
In the midst of the onslaught, with the gathered energy in his palms,
Ladynne Gan unleashed a burst of light toward Marbara’s elastic yellow body.
Yolaqen and Yarantha supported with their magic.
Yolaqen created hundreds of towers within Marbara’s body.
Yarantha fired elemental attacks of lightning, fire, water, wind, light, and gravity toward Marbara, unleashing a cataclysmic phenomenon around the battlefield.
Even amidst this barrage, Marbara kept regenerating.
Seeing this, Gan pushed his power further, and the yellow-black aura enveloped his body, breaking the limits of reality and amplifying his attack force.
Gan magic: Yami ?210(light) and Ugora ?210(defense)
Gan’s light wrapped around Marbara’s body.
That yellow form began to fade slowly…
The tremors ceased, the bouncing stopped.
The chaos subsided.
Marbara vanished from the battlefield.
Silence fell.
Dust slowly drifted down.
Yolaqen and Yarantha collapsed to the ground… looking toward Ladynne Gan, who slowly knelt down… with a satisfied smile on his face.
The battle was finally over.
On the battlefield, with remnants of evil Majin still scattered across the land, Yarantha, Yolaqen, and Ladynne Gan moved forward, spinning fiercely around the earth, circling the world countless times.
As they circled the earth, they fired magical blasts.
The sky seemed to quake, and light from their magic bathed the lands.
In moments, the countless evil Majin were destroyed, like dust blown by the wind.
In the end, Yolaqen raised his hand to the sky, activating the magic Towa ?190.
An invisible tower formed within the plane of existence, sealing shut the gateway to the Majin Realm that connected to the mortal world, severing their link forever.
The war ended.
The allied races cheered — the sound of victory echoed from all corners.
Massive airships slowly descended, landing around the battlefield to bring the alliance forces back to the floating islands.
Yolaqen, Yarantha, and Ladynne Gan gazed at the sky, now shining down on the land once again after decades.
Several days later, on Alzeiris Island, a grand ceremony was held by Yarantha to celebrate the alliance’s victory and honor the heroes.
However, Ladynne Gan respectfully declined, choosing to remain in the shadows of history.
That night, the entire Alzeiris Island held a grand celebration.
The sky was filled with fireworks, exploding one after another, painting the night clouds in color.
Laughter, music, and lights filled the island — a night of gratitude and triumph that would never be forgotten in the world’s history.
Ladynne Gan and Eryndra watched the fireworks light up the night sky together.