Malachi was a former teacher, someone who had delved into forbidden magic and survived a confrontation with one of the academy's greatest mages.

I knew I couldn't face this alone.

Rallying my friends, I gathered those brave enough to stand by my side.

They were a small but formidable group, a mix of skilled fighters, healers, and mages who shared a common goal: to protect their academy, no matter the cost.

"Listen up," I began, my voice steady despite the turmoil within.

"Malachi isn't just a rogue mage. He's someone who once stood where we stand now, a part of this academy. But he lost his way, and now he's come back to take revenge. This won't be easy, but if we stand together, we can stop him."

My friends nodded, a mix of fear and determination flickering in their eyes.

They knew the risks but were willing to fight for their home.

As they prepared for battle, I felt a sense of camaraderie and purpose that strengthened my resolve.

The clash began swiftly and brutally. Malachi's dark magic warped the battlefield, twisting reality and distorting the environment.

Shadows danced unnaturally, taking on shapes that seemed almost alive.

His attacks were relentless, each one infused with years of bitterness and rage.

But I was no ordinary student.

With his mastery of elemental magic and the powerful pets by my side, I countered each spell with calculated precision.

I directed my friends to take strategic positions, coordinating their attacks in a relentless assault on Malachi's defenses.

At one point, Malachi sneered, his voice laced with contempt.

"You think you can stop me? I was a master here before you were even born. I know every weakness, every flaw in this academy!"

I met his gaze, unwavering. "Maybe you did, but times have changed. We're stronger together, and we'll protect what you tried to destroy."

As the battle raged on, my strength and resolve only grew.

My memory sharpened, recalling the teachings of his mentors, the lessons from past battles.

Every spell, every movement was a testament to the hours of training I had endured, a tribute to the academy that had given him so much.

Finally, in a last, desperate move, Malachi unleashed a torrent of energy meant to engulf us all.

But I, summoning every ounce of my power, managed to counter it with a shield spell, neutralizing the attack and leaving Malachi vulnerable.

With a coordinated effort, I and my friends struck together, ending the fight and forcing Malachi to retreat into the shadows.

As the dust settled, I looked around, my friends battered but victorious.

They had defended their home, standing against a force that sought to undo everything we held dear. And as we returned to the academy grounds, my mind was clear.

The battle had proven that the legacy of Cindralock Academy was more than its past it was in the strength, loyalty, and courage of those who called it home.

The chaos at the training camp reached a fever pitch as Malachi unleashed his wrath upon the students.

Panic spread like wildfire as the dark energy radiated from him, sending everyone into disarray.

Half of the students lay injured, some writhing in pain as they clutched their wounds.

A teacher had lost his hand, and others were left limping, bloodied and battered, but thankfully, no one had died yet.

In the midst of the mayhem, I felt my heart race. I had seen my friends, Valeria and Zed, struggling to escape Malachi's grasp.

The Chancellor had rushed to the scene, his presence commanding and authoritative. He shouted for Malachi to release the captured students, his voice booming across the camp.

But Malachi was relentless. He had taken Valeria and Zed hostage, holding them tight against him as he glared defiantly at the Chancellor.

"You think you can stop me? This is just the beginning!" he sneered.

In a moment of desperation, Malachi unleashed a deadly attack, a dark wave of energy that surged toward the Chancellor.

Reacting quickly, the Chancellor met the attack with a powerful counter, sending shockwaves rippling through the camp.

The ground trembled beneath our feet as they clashed, but Malachi, despite being injured from the Chacellor's initial strike, was still formidable.

After that he attack Valeria and Zed. Both blown away by the attack. Valeria is motionless from that attack, she died...!

Zed lost his hand lying on the ground, his fate is unknown.

Seeing my friends condition I ignited a furious rage within me. I felt the heat of anger pulse through me as I watched the Chancellor struggle.

Without thinking, I activated my space skills, teleporting behind Malachi in an instant.

Fueled by rage and a desire to protect my friends, I plunged his Shadows Edge deep into Malachi's heart.

"NO!" the Chancellor shouted, his voice a mix of disbelief and urgency. "Calm down, Levi!"

But it was too late. My fury clouded my judgment, and I felt an overwhelming wave of loss wash over me.

In that moment, Zed's voice broke through the haze of anger.

"Levi!" Zeddack called out, his voice weak yet insistent.

My senses snapped back to reality. I turned to see Valeria lying motionless, her body limp and lifeless, while Zed, barely clinging to life, struggled to remain conscious.

My heart shattered at the sight; the weight of my actions crashed down on me.

As the dust settled, the realization hit me hard Valeria was gone, and Zed was critically injured.

The training camp, once a place of learning and camaraderie, had turned into a scene of horror.

I stood frozen, grief washing over me as I realized the true cost of their fight.

People rushed over and took injured students and teachers ho the healing center.

Xxxxx

In a moment of desperation, Malachi unleashed a deadly attack, a dark wave of energy that surged toward the Chancellor.

Reacting quickly, the Chancellor met the attack with a powerful counter, sending shockwaves rippling through the camp.

The ground trembled beneath our feet as they clashed, but Malachi, despite being injured from the Chacellor's initial strike, was still formidable.

After that he attack Valeria and Zed. Both blown away by the attack. Valeria is motionless from that attack, she died...!

Zed lost his hand lying on the ground, his fate is unknown.

Seeing my friends condition I ignited a furious rage within me. I felt the heat of anger pulse through me as I watched the Chancellor struggle.

Without thinking, I activated my space skills, teleporting behind Malachi in an instant.

Fueled by rage and a desire to protect my friends, I plunged his Shadows Edge deep into Malachi's heart.

"NO!" the Chancellor shouted, his voice a mix of disbelief and urgency. "Calm down, Levi!"

But it was too late. My fury clouded my judgment, and I felt an overwhelming wave of loss wash over me.

In that moment, Zed's voice broke through the haze of anger.

"Levi!" Zeddack called out, his voice weak yet insistent.

My senses snapped back to reality. I turned to see Valeria lying motionless, her body limp and lifeless, while Zed, barely clinging to life, struggled to remain conscious.

My heart shattered at the sight; the weight of my actions crashed down on me.

As the dust settled, the realization hit me hard Valeria was gone, and Zed was critically injured.

The training camp, once a place of learning and camaraderie, had turned into a scene of horror.

I stood frozen, grief washing over me as I realized the true cost of their fight.

People rushed over and took injured students and teachers ho the healing center.

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