CH-47 Entry

Somewhere, outside of the ocean, In the dimly lit big room appears to be an ancient temple or dungeon-like space carved out of stone.

There were large avian statues or structures resembling giant bird cages hanging in air, many humans and water type beasts trapped in it, having an oppressive feel.

The vaulted ceilings and design suggest an architectural grandeur of a bygone era. At the far end, a sizable throne-like chair can be seen, where shonu was tapping his Index finger on its surface.

The overall atmosphere has the sense of imprisonment, confinement or perhaps cruelty and subjugation.

"My vision fails to locate Iris!... D-Does something…" Ely mumbled to Gwen, who stood alongside her and Amelia with trepidation.

"Don't overthink, Ely!" Gwen soothed, caressing Ely's back.

Their captivity within this avian prison bares them of their ability to break free or wield their cultivation powers.

The confines not only restrained their abilities but also drained their energies as well. Amelia's gaze was icy enough to freeze a volcano's fury… only if she had the capacity.

"Should any misfortune befall on Iris, I will vandalize every essence of yours!" She leveled a piercing glare at Shonu, who was just yawning, even eliciting a derisive chuckle from his lips.

"If your dad were to learn of your abduction, he would surely bring ruin upon every soul within these hallowed halls." Shonu has a sardonic mirth, taunting the very core of her being with callous gloss over the gravity of their plight.

"A tragic fate, is it not?... I can't help but ponder the state of your vampiric matriarch. Your mother's vampiric value is very solid in our experimentations."

Amelia snarled through gritted teeth to lambast. "... Shut up your scum tongue when you were speaking of my mother!"

Ever since her mom left, when Amelia was but eight years of age, the cloth of vagueness had her mother's fate, leaving none, coincided with her not even her father, informed as to whether she is alive or not.

Thinking she had never come back until from that day, it nurtured the belief that she had succumbed to the afterlife.

Nevertheless, in the past, her parents had mantled Amelia's true origins. Since the truth posed a grave threat to her existence.

The perilous knowledge of her lineage was shielding her from the dangers that would inevitably arise should it be unveiled.

Then the cosmic curtain was drawn back, exposing Amelia's hybrid nature that she is half-humans and half-vampire.

This revelation unbridled a veritable pandemonium, with sinister organization and great house towed to ensnare her in their nefarious machinations, be it for twisted experimentation or having unholy purpose with her kindred.

From that tender blossoms of youth, Amelia's attitude underwent a glacial transformation.

Amelia's once-warm mood frosting over her even more after she… has reaped her past life memories back after a kidnapping incident.

Over-all… She realized that she was a mere pawn, a coveted prize to be seized and squeezed by those who needed her power.

Yet, fortune's favor shone upon her, her paternal ancestry was a bastion of might that reverberated across many realms, dissuading even the most audacious of adversaries from daring to trifle with their lonely child again.

You know what… the mighty dragons and phoenixes had taken their rightful place, only two kinds were challenging cultivators' dominion; the wily foxes and the bloodsucker vampires.

These illustrious bloodlines teetered upon the precipice of oblivion, their numbers dwindling precariously close to the brink of extinction.

The root of their please, you ask? Why… Their very powers are impossible to achieve.

Thanks to heaven, It was blessed with keen intellects, their raw, and an almost incredible fealty to their kin, these noble races were marked for eradication by those who cowered before their superior qualities.

"Ah, it seems someone's temper has been roused!" Shonu arose from his regal seat, dismissing Amelia's ire with nonchalance.

He apprehended a group of ten pupils, casting his gaze upon the assembled subordinates.

"Inscribe every moment on camera. I intend to dispatch this chronicle to their principal!" A sinister grin incised across his lips before he brandished his armaments.

"S-Spare me!!" A feminine voice rang out, belonging to a student who, upon seeing Shonu's blade swing to sever her neck, recoiled in terror, vie for refuge.

"Be a sacrifice for me!" Shonu's blade grazed the student's neck, drawing forth a crimson trickle, yet the flow… jockey stemmed, falling short of his brutality.

However, an unforeseen obstruction manifested.

Many l dark, elemental threads enfolded the razor's edge, its resilience astounding all who viewed the sharp edge failed to sunder its fibers.

"Does the act of preying upon the defenseless is not a reek of cowardice?" A voice entered everyone's ears, commanding all eyes towards the throne, where a figure now sitting like it was her own home..

Garbed in ebony vestments, a half-masquerade mask obscuring her visage, silver tresses.

It is none other than Twilight, her hairs shifting hues by virtue of her enchanted bracelet's power. With a simple pulley of a finger by her, Shonu's blade was violently thrown from his hands.

—Twaa Mph!

"Who are you?" He beseeched, his words full of icy disdain, And gaze hardened.

"Ah, that's not the question but... are you even worthy of knowing my name?" Twilight's lips permed into a guileful smirk as she leaned back, draping herself languidly across her seat.

She crossed her legs, the right one resting atop the left, while her right hand casually lay itself upon her lap, as if she was goddess of kindness.

Not one to be content with mere boredom, she reached out with her left hand and grabbed the wrist.

Ely's brows pursed as she studied the mysterious figure before them, her gaze narrowing with suspicion.

There was something eerily familiar about those crimson eyes and bang style, a nagging sensation that heaved at the fringes of her memory.

'Is that Iris... No, it couldn't be. It's just my illusion and Iris had blue eyes, not red, and her hair was a different hue entirely.' Ely shook her head, banishing the errant thought, determined not to let her mind play tricks on her.

'... Who?' Amelia, too, felt the tendrils of recognition coiling around her consciousness, but with no solid form to latch onto, she brushed it aside.

"Don't you think it's time we should ratify another sinful soul, Shonu?"