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Sparks of light exploded around us, and the table rattled. A voice, cool and mocking, cut through the tension. “I hope I’m not interrupting anything.” I froze. The witch from the cemetery stepped into view, eyes cold and calculating. She raised her hands, ready to strike again. Kieran immediately stepped in front of me, his body shielding mine. The blast barely grazed him, sparks fizzling off his chest. I gasped and rushed to his side, placing my hands against him. “Hold still,” I whispered, channeling my energy. The warmth of my power flowed into him, knitting small burns, easing the pain.

Although I was dying to have accompanied her to the big event, I had to return to my pack and meet Adeline, who had finally returned. “My king, everything is ready. I have prepared the antidote to break the barrier against that poison in Elefth. She just has to ingest this vial and she will be free of the spell,” Adeline said. For a moment, my eyes opened wide with joy, but just then Victor's voice rang out, “What about Alpha Daniel? Will she recognize him?” When I heard that question, an annoyed sound escaped my lips. At that moment, Adeline looked at me and frowned.

The crowd roared, sensing an epic showdown. Valoric observed, intrigued by the pack's synergy. "They're stronger than expected," he muttered. Viktor growled, "We'll crush them." Sabine smirked, "Easy prey." But Lukarian's pack held surprises. Ryker unleashed Dark Fae magic, Phoenix exploited vampire weaknesses. Blaze, Storm, and Rain executed flawless teamwork. Valoric's eyes narrowed. "Not tonight, Quad Kings. Tonight, we feast." With a wave of his hand, the vampires launched a fierce assault. The pack stood firm, determination burning within. The battle for gaming supremacy had begun, and only time would tell who'd reign supreme.

Not again. With a guttural roar, I summoned my own energy, letting it surge from the depths of my being. Amber flames crackled around me, illuminating the darkness like a beacon. I raised my hand, feeling the energy pulse in my veins, and noticed how Lukas’s smile faded and his eyes widened in uncertainty. But I did not give him the time to process what I was about to do and with all my strength, I unleashed it, sending a blast of amber flames straight toward Lukas. He barely had time to react, his eyes widening even more as the wave of energy collided with him. He was thrown backward, crashing into the ground forcefully. He groaned in pain as he struggled to stand.

"Leave this place quickly." "We'll wait for you at the Dragon Realm," Darcus replied. From the corner of my eye, I saw Alice covered in blood, her body pale, as Archer carried her away. The sadness within me intensified. I couldn't save Alice and her child. I had failed. Jerry punched me hard, snapping my attention back to my enemies, and I staggered back. I retaliated by delivering a powerful kick to Jerry's abdomen, sending him flying, crashing into the wall. The other warlocks tried to stop me, but I used my black magic fire, which surrounded me like a cloak of wrath and pain. The fire engulfed the warlocks who dared to challenge me.

From my calculations, not every account has been locked inside the game, but there are too many now. For the next hour, I paced around the room, unable to stay in one spot for long. Neither Luka nor Jake was able to access the server completely, as an outside force was blocking them. It was obvious Arcane Realm had been hacked, and their skills rivaled Luka’s and Jake’s combined effort.

He said. Season 2 ended here! Author note: Hello everyone!! Please continue to read ARCANUM because, there will be a side story which about Steven and Nicolai. See you on Season 3!!!

Carl cleared the path, blades flashing. They reached the aqueduct—but it was caved in. “There!” Carl pointed to an old scrying gate. Maika summoned her last reserve of magic, touched the pendant Vantessa gave her—and burst the portal open with a wave of power. They stepped through— And were gone. The fortress behind them began to crumble, swallowed in the backlash of its own power. ----------- A heavy silence loomed as Archon Morviel, the head of the Council, stood before them, hands clasped tightly behind his back. His eyes, pale and knowing, scanned the room like a hawk tracking prey.

Lycidas stepped forward, his hands glowing with arcane power. “Let’s see how you handle this!” Lycidas shouted, creating a portal that swallowed the arbiter momentarily, disorienting him before spitting him back out.

“This isn’t about intimidation anymore. The message needs to be final.” Viktor’s cold, calculating eyes gleamed under the dim light. “I know exactly what you need. Kingston and his wife have survived too many battles. It’s time to put an end to their luck.” Damon smirked, satisfaction settling on his face. “Aaron thinks he’s invincible. He’s about to find out how wrong he is. Make it clean. No mistakes.” Viktor nodded silently, disappearing into the shadows as quickly as he had appeared. Volkov turned to Damon.