"Hold your fire" The officers stop in their tracks. Kuina looks up at the motionless Yuma.
"He's… unconscious" Yuma stands with his arms crossed and covered in blood and soaked in rain. He'd fallen unconscious standing. Kuina walks up to Yuma as suddenly, Ika stands in the way.
"Don't touch him!" Kuina blankly stares at Ika.
"Why not?" Ika shouts.
"What do you want with him so badly!?" Ika breathes heavily as Kuina blankly stares.
"Pathetic" Kuina chops Ika's neck, instantly knocking him out cold. Kuina turned to the officers.
"Detain both of them" The officers salute.
"Yes ma'am!"
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Cani wakes up in a dimly lit cell, the echo of her own breathing the only sound. She tries to stand but realizes her wrists are cuffed to a metal table. Panic surges through her as memories of the battlefield flood back—the heat of battle, the cries of her friends, the crushing weight of defeat.
A guard enters, scanning her with cold eyes. A blue fire emblem on his chest, Demon Lord Ikati's flag.
"Time for your session." Cani glares, her fiery spirit unyielded.
"You won't break me." The guard smirks.
"Oh, we don't need to... Just wait until you see what the Demon Lord has planned." Cani grits her teeth.
Over the next few days, Cani endures relentless interrogations, each session designed to weaken her resolve. They play recordings of her friends' voices, twisting their words to sow doubt in her mind. Cani feels the walls of despair closing in, yet a flicker of defiance ignites within her.
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Cani stops one day, halfway through a session.
"Something wrong? Flame Princess?" Cani shakes her head.
"No, sir," The officer nodded. Cani touching the cuffs. Slightly melting them with heat. As the guard approaches, she manages to summon a gust of cold, momentarily freezing her cuffs.
"You think you can keep me here?" she taunts, her voice gaining strength. With a swift movement, she shatters the ice, her hands free. Cani pushes past the guard, freezing him to the ground. her heart racing. Navigates the maze of the facility, using her elemental abilities to create distractions.
Outside, she stands before a shattered window, rain pouring down, washing away her fears.
"I'm coming for you, Yuma" she vows, her resolve renewed. A shadow appears behind her, slamming her unconscious.
"3rd escape attempt this month"
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Moon wakes in a glass chamber, disoriented and alone. Monitors buzz around him, displaying his power levels and vitals. He struggles against the restraints. The door swings open, revealing a scientist with a clipboard.
"Welcome, Ex-Admiral Moon. We're going to help you reach your full potential." Moon scoffs, his voice laced with sarcasm.
"Yeah right, by imprisoning me? I already did that… and what does this have to do with Demon Lord Ikati's plan?" The scientist raises an eyebrow, ignoring his sarcasm.
"You'll thank us once we unlock the true power of your abilities."
Days blur into nights as Moon is subjected to painful experiments, each one aimed at enhancing his powers. They siphon energy from him, forcing exhaustion that threatens to consume him.
One night, as he lies in the chamber, he begins to visualize his power as a warm light. Moon recalls his daughter, Nyct rebelling against him, only to kill her. Moon grits his teeth as his muscles bulge and flex. Shattering the restraints and the glass. Moon steps into the darkness of the lab, a newfound glow surrounding him.
"Time to show them what I can really do," he whispers, her confidence igniting as he prepares to escape. Alarms begin to blare.
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Boombox finds himself in a soundproof cell, the walls vibrating with an eerie silence. He presses his palms against the cold metal, feeling the absence of sound. Panic rises and he feels lost.
Suddenly, a door opens, and a team of soldiers enters, their expressions grim.
"Time to see what you can do, Boombox."
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Ika wakes in a small room, surrounded by unfamiliar faces. His heart races as he realizes he's been captured. The other recruits, all younger than him, look at him with a mix of fear and admiration. A drill instructor enters, barking orders.
"You will learn to obey and serve the World Government." Ika clenches his fists, frustration boiling within him.
"I won't join you!" The instructor's eyes narrow.
"You'll learn to follow orders or face the consequences." Ika grits his teeth.
"We're more than weapons! We're not their pawns!"