Miraculous Ladybug Reverse の小説・ストーリー

Mira looked up to the sky and watched it darken as if the day had turned into a night. "No, no, no, no," Abbadon repeatedly said as she noticed the changes in the sky before her eyes focused on Mira. "It was you!" Harvesting the dark energy from the monsters, Abbadon dashed towards her enemies in anger while Jazmine stayed put in the same position. Mira stood quickly and welcomed Abbadon's attack with dual daggers that she kept hidden for a while. Sensing the danger around Abbadon, Jazmine moved and headed towards Mira, who was thwarting Abbadon's constant attack.

Lucas asks with a shaking tone. “There´s a myriad of possibilities that may arise. One of them being the explosion of dark energies. That´s typical of reversing grand rituals and unstable spells.” I recall Stella´s immortality ritual that spanned decades until it was completed. There was no way to reverse such a spell without unleashing dark energies. The First Vampire´s bane catches my eye laying on the floor. I surreptitiously pick it up while everyone is listening to Sabine. “Make no mistake, this spell remains reversable yet without the nasty side effects. However, even the slightest blunder and, due to the state of the soul, dire consequences may result. Nevertheless, I believe that we

She lunged past Seraphina, hoping to slice the princess open, but Seraphina jumped, narrowly dodging the blade. Mira was getting weaker. But she would not stop. Setting her sword, she struck again. But Seraphina did a backflip, dodging the sword. Mira’s body vitality was completely ruined. Her hands failed her. Her legs twisted unnaturally. She fell to her knees. Seraphina walked up to her, eyes filled with pity. “It’s not too late for you, Mira.” Then she brought out a bag from inside her dress. “I have an antidote for this,” she said calmly.

Rita The library’s towering shelves cast long shadows as Rita and Derek walked side by side, their conversation a careful dance of half-truths. "Mugwort enhances dream magic," Derek said, fingers trailing along a dusty spine. "But it’s the timing of the harvest that most witches overlook." Rita nodded absently. "Gogo always picks it under a waxing moon." "Smart woman." Derek shot her a sidelong glance. "You seem better today." "I am."

But right now, the reverse is the case. I almost couldn’t believe it. I stared in awe as her fingernails elongated, making them look like claws. Her eyeballs turned all white…so white that I almost couldn’t look right into those eyes. The hairs on her body stood on ends as they all turned blue. Her hair also became much longer. Suddenly, whirlwind started once again but this time, it wasn’t the dragon’s launch. It was Melanie’s approach. I stared in surprise as I watched her soar high into the sky, the whirlwind serving as an accompaniment for her movements.

I say, as that bud of hope gets pulverised. “I’m sorry, I can’t. There are rules to our magic, and its rules are much like that of the Gods. The only one who can reverse the magic of a makkari is the makkari who created the magic in the first place. We’ll have to find her another way,” she says, her voice sounding guilty. “He would have had to take her back to Longsang. Why can’t we just go there?” Amelia asks tiredly. Has she even slept?

“I’ll do it.” Kylan raised an eyebrow, ears flopping. “You sure? Last time you tried a spell on me, I got these glorious appendages.” I smiled despite the heaviness in my chest. “I’m sure.” I took a deep breath, focused on the spell I had cast by mistake, and spoke clearly, “Reversio leporis.” A soft white light enveloped Kylan’s head. The rabbit ears shimmered, shrank, and disappeared completely, replaced by his normal dark hair.

Minnie adjusted the hem of her oversized flannel jacket, nervously tugging it lower as she stood at the front door. The black combat boots on her feet were scuffed at the toes, her magenta-dyed curls tucked under a knit beanie she almost didn’t wear—but in the end, she couldn’t bring herself to walk into her father’s house without some sort of armor. She already knew what was waiting on the other side: her stepmother’s passive-aggressive glances, her sister’s glossy pity, and her father’s complete lack of noticing anything beyond whatever team was playing on the living room screen.

"Tonight at midnight. Lucius already got me everything I needed, so I just need a moment to gather my thoughts. Reversing a spell is way harder than casting it." "Is there a way it will go wrong?" "If another witch or power tampered with your memory while you still had memory loss. Other than that, the only thing that could go wrong is my ability to reverse it. I need spirits and energy to help me remain conscious while I reverse it. So I wanted to rest for a while." "Okay. I’ll see you then at midnight. But just to remind you, Fabian will send someone to bring us something to eat, so just come down when you’re hungry."

"No, I have a spell to reverse the curse, but it's in The Eye of Abernathy. I need to get it. The ingredients are up there as well." "Wait, you can reverse the curse of the Akuma? Without killing?" I hadn't realized such a thing was possible unless Sharra performed the magic herself. Cindy nodded fervently. "The problem is the spell isn't an inoculation. If you get bitten again, then you'll become an Akuma again. Several of my guards have been bitten and transformed multiple times and all I can do is reverse their transformation each time it happens." She reached the door at the top of the stairs and stopped. Then proceeded to say a few strange words before tapping the door five times. The d