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Severin's magical attacks were being neutralized one by one, and the tension on the battlefield reached an unprecedented height. Avira and her companions surrounded Severin, each one prepared to face the final blow. Just as Severin was preparing to launch another round of more intense attacks, Avira suddenly stepped forward, her eyes determined, and her voice clear and powerful as she cut to the heart of the matter.
"Severin, we understand the true reason behind your curse on this world. Your story, your sorrow, perhaps we cannot fully empathize, but is using a curse for revenge really the outcome you desire?" Avira's words were sincere, not meant as a provocation, but a genuine hope to touch Severin's heart.
Severin was taken aback, not expecting Avira to bring up his past at this critical moment. A complex mix of emotions flashed in his eyes, and dark magic swirled around him, though it seemed less intense than before.
Caspar's tense muscles relaxed slightly as he observed Severin's changes, ready to respond to whatever might happen. His gaze remained sharp, but in this moment, he chose to trust Avira's judgment.
Iliad and Loren exchanged a silent glance, reaching a consensus. They were both ready to support Avira's decision. Meanwhile, Aidan tightened his grip on the axe in his hand, his eyes filled with the fervor of battle, yet also showing trust in Avira's judgment.
Avira continued, " Severin, everyone carries their own pain and sorrow, but can transforming these emotions into harm against the innocent truly bring you inner peace? True strength does not come from control and destruction, but from understanding and forgiveness."
Severin's face showed a struggle, and there seemed to be a hint of wavering in his eyes. The man who was once a scholar had his deeply buried emotions thoroughly touched in this moment. His voice finally broke, "How could you possibly understand! She was my only love, yet she betrayed me, and my world collapsed from that moment on! How can forgiveness make up for what I've lost?!"
Avira took a deep breath. Severin's emotional knot couldn't be easily untied, but she didn't give up trying, "Severin, perhaps we can't fully understand your pain, but revenge will only cause more innocent people to suffer. True bravery is facing your own pain and finding the strength to move forward. You still have a choice, don't you?"
Severin's body trembled slightly, and Avira's words were like a beam of light, illuminating the darkness that had long been in his heart. He fell into silence, and the surrounding dark magic gradually dissipated.
At this moment, it seemed that battle was no longer the only way out. Avira and her companions waited quietly, hoping to give Severin a chance to change his fate.
However, the revelation of the truth is not the end, but a new beginning. In this struggle, everyone will face their own choices and consequences. Avira and her companions are ready, and they will stand together no matter what, to face any possible outcome.
Severin's pupils suddenly contracted, and as Avira spoke, he gradually fell silent. The dark magic around him seemed to lose control, spinning more violently. This power, at the moment of his realization, turned into a black hole that seemed to engulf him. His voice, from fear to despair, ultimately turned into a reluctant roar.
"No! This is not what I want!" Severin shouted in despair, but his voice was almost drowned out in the raging darkness.
The air was so heavy it could almost be cut. The tense muscles of Avira and her companions hinted at the impending storm. However, just as the silence was about to be broken, Severin's form began to change. His body was enveloped in dark energy, gradually becoming distorted. The light in his eyes vanished completely, replaced by bottomless hatred and despair.
"It seems that words ultimately cannot reach a heart that has already been frozen." Avira sighed softly, her voice tinged with regret but more so with determination.
Caspar's eyes briefly showed regret, but it was quickly replaced by determination. Now was not the time to dwell on the past. His body leaned forward slightly, his claws gleaming with cold light, ready to face the impending battle.
Loren Gripping the long sword tightly in his hand, despite the fatigue on his face, his eyes revealed an unprecedented determination. "We have come this far, there is no turning back," he said lightly, his voice filled with unwavering resolve.
Aidan Holding the axe tightly, his expression unusually serious, far from his usual impulsiveness. "To protect this world, no matter how difficult, we must fight to the end!" he encouraged, his gaze firm.
Iliad stood quietly to the side, hands weaving intricate magical incantations, preparing to support the battle with his magic. "Let's put an end to all of this," he said calmly but with a powerful voice, his eyes flashing with a cold light.
With Severin's roar, the dark power erupted like a flood, rushing towards Avira and her companions.
Avira furrowed her brow, it was a critical moment and she had to make a decision. She turned to look at Caspar, who nodded, clearly ready for the battle. Loren gripped her longsword tightly, her expression serious, while Aidan held his axe firmly, his eyes gleaming with determination for the impending fight. Iliad stood quietly to the side, though he didn't speak, his posture preparing to cast spells revealed his resolve.
Avira took a deep breath, knowing that the upcoming battle would be brutal. But for the sake of protecting this world and for the liberation of Severin, she had no choice but to press on.
"Severin, we didn't want it to end like this. But you've chosen the path of destruction, and we have no choice but to stop you," Avira said firmly, her expression filled with regret.
As she spoke, the battle erupted. Caspar charged at Severin first, his claws gleaming with a cold light. Despite Severin's diminished strength, he was still a powerful mage. He conjured a dark energy ball in his hand and hurled it at Caspar. However, Caspar's speed allowed him to evade the attack, leaving it to fall harmlessly.
Loren and Aidan also joined the battle. Loren's longsword danced like the wind, each swing carrying precise force, while Aidan mercilessly wielded his axe, fiercely attacking Severin. Iliad, on the other hand, cast spells from the sidelines, sometimes providing support to the companions and at other times launching attacks on Severin.
Avira did not directly participate in the battle, but her presence held significant meaning. She occasionally provided guidance and used her wisdom to interfere with Severin, causing his magic to frequently fail.
The battle was intense and grueling, with each attack carrying the weight of life and death. Caspar's claws clashed with Severin's dark energy, creating dazzling sparks. Loren's longsword slashed with unparalleled precision, each strike hitting its mark. Aidan's axe traced destructive paths through the air, aiming to break through Severin's defenses. Iliad's magic wove protective shields on the battlefield, providing temporary refuge for the companions.
Avira strategically directed the battle, inspiring her comrades' morale in her own unique way even in such a tense situation. "It looks like we're really going to become legends from fairy tales today," she said with a smile after dodging an attack.
In the end, after a thrilling and intense showdown, Severin's dark energy began to weaken, and his strength gradually waned. Avira saw the dawn of victory, but her heart held no joy, only deep sorrow. Even though they had defeated Severin, it couldn't heal his inner wounds, nor restore the lives affected by the curse.
As the final surge of magic energy overflowed from Severin's fingertips and dissipated into nothingness, the entire Dark Fairytale world sky seemed to brighten in that moment. Avira stood in the center of the battlefield, gazing at the crumbling dark forces, victory within reach, yet her heart weighed heavy as never before.
Her gaze swept around, taking in the lives that had once been cursed by Severin, and even as the dark forces dissipated, the pain and loss they had endured could not simply vanish. Avira felt a deep sympathy and mourning for this world, as every affected life felt like a sharp knife piercing her heart.
She turned away from her companions' concerned looks, afraid they would see the tears in her eyes. Under the silent night sky, Avira engaged in a wordless soliloquy: "What does victory truly mean? Can we really call ourselves winners when this battle ends? Who can understand the suffering of those whose destinies were altered by the curse?"
She lightly touched her own chest, feeling every beat of her heart, as if each beat was reminding her that the world after victory needed more than just cheers and celebration; it needed healing and rebuilding.
"Severin, I understand your pain, but you have chosen the wrong way to express it," Avira muttered softly, her eyes flashing with determination. "Even though this battle is over, my mission is far from complete. I will spend the rest of my life repairing every scar on this world, doing everything I can to fill this land with life and hope once again."
Avira Turning around to face her companions, despite the traces of tears in the corners of her eyes, her smile was warm and strong. She broke the heavy atmosphere with a humorous remark: "Now, our adventure is just beginning. Are you ready?"
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