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Maria took the magician’s magic box from her earring. It was not as what we had imagined—nothing like the large, imposing vampire’s magic box from last time. Instead, it was a delicate, small box radiating a strange and mysterious glow. We hadn't had the chance to closely examine the vampire’s magic box before; but now, with this magician’s magic box in Maria's hand, right before our eyes, its every detail unfolded clearly in our view.Its surface was inlaid with intricate runes that seemed to glow as if in motion, the light dancing gently, almost as if it were alive. The moment the magician’s magic box appeared, the air in the room seemed to grow heavier, as though weighed down by an invisible force, making even breathing feel like a struggle. I could feel my heartbeat quickening with every passing second, as if it, too, sensed the oppressive power emanating from the magic box. Yolanda's eyes were fixed intently on the magic box, her pupils slightly constricted. This was the object s
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Lisa, her face etched with desperation, called out to Neil, “Neil, Neil, wake up! It’s me, Lisa!” Her voice was urgent and sorrowful, each plea laden with boundless emotion and hope, as if trying to pierce through Neil's numbed consciousness. Her words trembled with a barely contained quiver, each call feeling like a piece of her soul reaching out in anguish.Seeing Lisa’s desperate pleas, we couldn’t help but join in. I heard myself shouting, “Neil, it’s me, Ryan! Do you remember what we talked about? You can’t be controlled; you have to wake up!” Harry and Peter also raised their voices, their tones a mixture of anxiety, anger, and despair, but above all, there was a deep yearning and conviction. We hoped that our voices might break through the haze of control and bring Neil back to us.We weren’t sure if our efforts would be effective, or if our heartfelt calls could counteract Yolanda’s dark magic, but it was all we could do at that moment. We had to believe that our voices could
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The situation with Maria was far from promising; many of the magicians had already been knocked to the ground. The battlefield was thick with the acrid smell of smoke and burning, each shockwave reverberating through the air and the earth. Despite her exhaustion, Maria pressed on, sweat streaming down her face, her gaze resolutely fixed. Her magical light flickered repeatedly, but it was clear that both her stamina and magical energy were dwindling. Standing alone amidst the chaos of the battlefield, she bore the weight of everyone’s hope, fiercely resisting Yolanda's relentless attacks.At last, both sides had reached their limits; the magical energy was no longer easily expendable, and the battlefield fell into an eerie silence. Both sides seemed to have entered a stalemate. At that critical moment, bottles of glowing magical elixirs suddenly flew toward Yolanda! Each bottle traced an arc through the air, imbued with potent magical energy, and headed straight for Yolanda. It turned
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Dad gave a slight nod, his gaze soft with a reassuring warmth, and said with firm resolve, “Understood, child. You all should rest for a moment.” His eyes were calm and steady, exuding a sense of control that seemed unshakable, no matter the circumstances.Mom stood by, her gaze gentle yet resolute. “Neil is like a son to me as well; we won’t harm him.” Her voice, both soft and firm, carried a soothing strength that eased some of the tension in my heart.Harry quickly instructed the vampires from Wayne family, “Don’t harm Neil—just restrain him, understood?”Wayne family's leader nodded, a hint of a smile on his face. “Don’t worry, we’ll be careful.” His sharp eyes glinted with determination and conviction.In the next moment, the werewolves and the vampires sprang into action. They swiftly surrounded Neil, working to subdue him with the utmost care to avoid causing harm. Although Neil was still under the control of the malevolent spirit and his strength was formidable, the coordinati
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His words brought tears to all our eyes. The tears blurred my vision, and I could barely breathe. I heard my mother sobbing nearby, her voice filled with anguish, “My poor child…” My father held her tightly, trying to offer comfort.Maria slowly retrieved the Soul Lock Ring from her waist, a silver ring adorned with ancient runes. Seeing her movement, I immediately tried to intervene, but Harry grabbed me firmly. I turned to him, his eyes brimming with tears, yet he shook his head resolutely, signaling me to stay calm.Maria approached Neil, her voice gentle and sorrowful. “Kid, we must meet again in the next life. I hope that, then, I can be your mother.” Taking a deep breath, she began to activate the Soul Lock Ring. The ring emitted a blinding white light, swiftly encircling both Neil and the malevolent spirit. The spirit roared in fury, its cries sharp and piercing as it struggled against the binding force.In that chaotic moment, Neil seemed to regain a fleeting clarity. His gaze
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Yolanda’s body finally crumpled to the ground, lifeless and devoid of vitality. Her death came swiftly, so fast that she barely had time to utter a final cry. The air was thick with a profound silence, as if even the wind had come to a standstill. Everyone fell into a heavy silence, gazing at her lifeless form, as though reflecting on the chaos and suffering she had wrought. Her death marked the end of a chapter, a grim resolution to the torment she had caused.The silence stretched on until Lisa finally spoke. Her voice cut through the stillness like a blade: “I want to resurrect Neil.” Her words were sharp and unyielding, slicing through the heavy quiet with an icy resolve. Her eyes were resolute, betraying no hint of doubt.The declaration hit like a thunderclap, jolting both me and Ethan out of our reverie. We turned to each other simultaneously, our faces mirroring the same shock and unease. Resurrection? Was she truly intending to take this perilous path? I could see Ethan's bro
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In the darkness of the cargo compartment, Ethan had meticulously prepared all the necessary items for the ritual. The air was thick with palpable anxiety, as if every passing moment was a relentless test of our resolve. I carefully poured the blood into the chalice, my hands trembling slightly—whether from nerves or exhaustion, I couldn’t tell. The blood shimmered with a mysterious glow under the dim light, casting an ominous prelude to the life-or-death decision that lay ahead.Ethan stood beside me, his voice low and solemn. “Master, this is the third time we are going to resurrect him. Are you sure we should continue?” His eyes were filled with worry and confusion, clearly troubled by the lingering concerns about the depletion of my werewolf powers. Although this issue weighed heavily on his mind, my own focus remained firmly on the imperative of Neil’s revival.I looked into Ethan's eyes, sensing his deep concern for me. Despite the heavy weight of anxiety and uncertainty that fil
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