Date: Unspecified
Ti: Unspecified
Location: Myriad Realms, Card World, Southern Region, Blossom District, Sky Blossom City
"What next?" Aqualas asked after the three of them erged inside a quiet public park within Sky Blossom City.
Their shadow reflected off the damp grass under the distant city lights flickering beyond the trees. Around them, ordinary citizens continued their nightly routines completely unaware that three terrifying existences had just infiltrated the city beneath their feet.
"First, we find a hideout and locate Wyatt," Seraphina answered calmly. "We study his routine, his habits, the places he frequents, the people around him... everything."
Her eyes narrowed dangerously as killing intent flickered within them.
"Once we figure out when and where he’s at his most vulnerable, we ambush and assassinate him there."
A cold smile ford on her face, as if she could already see him drawing his last breath.
"And then we take over Sky Blossom city. Then, the Southern Region... no, all Five Regions... will rember that Seraphina Heatsend is still alive. They’ll rember they were supposed to fear and respect ."
The smile deepened further, carrying resentnt accumulated over countless years.
Deep down, Seraphina still couldn’t let go of the humiliation she felt toward the descendants of her forr allies. In her eyes, they were ungrateful inheritors living comfortably atop the legacy built by people like her, yet they had dared ignore her summons and refuse her authority outright.
"Do whatever you want as long as I get to continue my workout," Veerott replied indifferently.
He was absurdly easy to satisfy. As long as he could keep training and fighting strong opponents, he rarely cared about anything else happening around him.
Aqualas, on the other hand, was the complete opposite. She was unreasonable, impulsive, and impossible to manage once she grew bored.
"Whatever. I’m going to find that bitch Bloodette and kill her already. I’m sick of this gloomy bloodstorm hanging over the world," Aqualas declared irritably.
Before Seraphina could even object, Aqualas’s body dissolved into flowing water and sank straight into the ground. The earth swallowed her completely within seconds.
She hadn’t waited for permission because she already knew Seraphina would oppose the idea.
"Wait... Aqualas, co back! She’s being guarded by the Stone Supre!"
Seraphina’s voice echoed helplessly through the empty park, but Aqualas was already gone.
Cursing under her breath, Seraphina imdiately grabbed Veerott by the wrist and rushed toward the new TSR Guild headquarters, knowing Bloodette was hidden deep within its basent. The information had co directly from intelligence gathered by her grandniece, the Southern Princess.
"We need to help Aqualas, or all three of us might end up getting killed by them," Seraphina said grimly while sprinting through the city streets.
At that mont, she already understood her carefully planned assassination of the forr Southern Hope had completely fallen apart because of Aqualas’s recklessness.
Now, none of that mattered anymore. All Seraphina cared about was stopping her idiotic friend from getting herself killed.
After being abandoned by most of her forr allies and companions over the years, Seraphina had co to value her friendship with Aqualas and Veerott more than anything else.
Unlike the others, the two of them had shown up to help her without hesitation when she needed them most. Without bargaining or adding conditions or making demands for favors in return.
For soone like Seraphina, who was surrounded by betrayal and political scheming, that kind of loyalty ant far more than she would ever openly admit.
"We need disguises if we want to enter the building where Bloodette is being held," Seraphina said while quickly altering her appearance.
Her silver hair darkened into a modest brunette shade while her sharp features softened into those of an ordinary office worker. Monts later, a neat office lady uniform materialized around her body, completing the transformation into soone utterly forgettable.
At the sa ti, she conjured a gray business suit for Veerott. The massive man reluctantly squeezed into it before imdiately frowning.
"It’s too tight," he complained while awkwardly tugging at the sleeves threatening to tear apart around his arms.
"It fits perfectly. Stop flexing your muscles every two seconds," Seraphina snapped irritably.
For a brief mont, Veerott’s behavior reminded her so much of her late brother that an old bittersweet mory surfaced in her mind. The resemblance annoyed her enough that she imdiately shoved the thought away. This was the worst possible ti to get sentintal.
After disguising themselves, the two boarded public transportation toward the new TSR Building while posing as prospective vendors hoping to establish business connections.
Unfortunately, keeping a low profile proved nearly impossible thanks to Veerott’s monstrous build.
Even while wearing formal clothes, he looked less like a businessman and more like a heavily ard rcenary pretending to attend a corporate eting. People instinctively moved out of his way the mont he stepped into the transport carriage.
Fortunately for them, security within the city itself was relatively lax thanks to the overwhelming confidence everyone had in the city array formation and the secondary array protecting the TSR Campus.
After all, if their genius lord had never considered the possibility that intruders might infiltrate the city by literally becoming water itself, then how could they?
Card apprentices who comprehended Water Rules or related anings could indeed transform parts of their bodies or their entire body into water-like states or water itself, but completely turning into ordinary water was considered impossible. Anyone who attempted such a thing would normally die in the process.
The logic behind it was simple.
Ordinary water possessed no independent will. Once a card apprentice fully beca ordinary water, their consciousness would disappear alongside their identity. And if their will sohow still remained active within the water, then the water was no longer truly ordinary. The city array would imdiately detect the lingering soul fluctuations and foreign will hidden within it.
That was why bypassing detection in such a manner was considered fundantally impossible. But Aqualas was a completely different existence altogether.
As the Ocean Supre, she had the Card World’s Ocean Rule Stream Spirit acting as her guardian angel and interdiary between herself and the concept of water itself. Because of that, she could achieve sothing that should have been impossible for normal card apprentices.
For brief periods, she could genuinely beco part of natural water without leaving behind detectable traces of soul energy or will. To the city array formation, she and the others had simply been another stream flowing beneath the city. Nothing more.
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