The professor worked with meticulous precision, examining how he might solve the amulet problem and restore the people to their normal state. To avoid unnecessary risks, he placed the mysterious object inside a transparent box, from which he could manipulate it without fear of turning into a statue.Inside Rose, Karpi collaborated with other scientists from Bacadolia, assisting the professor by organizing the statues on special platforms. This ensured they wouldn’t be damaged if another seismic tremor like the one earlier were to occur."You felt that, didn’t you? The shaking was intense," Dall said, bursting in abruptly. He had intended to ask Toco-Toco something, but the elusive figure had vanished "like a spirit carried away by the wind," the young man muttered absentmindedly. At that moment, he tripped over a pen lying on the floor, nearly knocking over one of the delicate statues."Dall, it might be best if you stay outside," Karpi suggested kindly, though her tone betrayed a hin

Paltio’s friends fought fiercely against the enemy army, holding it at bay and forcing it to retreat. However, as they did so, they spotted something all too familiar: the Vichus. They defeated the first wave of enemies while the opposing army formed an impenetrable wall, preventing them from advancing further to recover Paltio’s lifeless body.They were ready to press on when Tertrol ordered Meloc to unleash a new wave of Vichus. This time, it wasn’t a hundred, but double that number. And as they advanced and fought, the numbers kept growing, overwhelmingly.Alita, Ron, Rodelos, along with Geki, Lume, Nakia, Rykaru, and Lucca, still stood their ground, fighting with all their might to take down the beasts."Meow! Leave some fun for me!" exclaimed Toco-Toco, bursting onto the battlefield. He unsheathed his weapons and began striking the enormous creatures one after another. But for every Vichus that fell, more emerged from the shadows."Where’s Paltio?" the feline asked, but no one an

Alita and her group ran alongside the newly recovered army, setting a clear goal: to reach Paltio’s body. However, something troubled everyone. Urugas, that being who radiated infinite malice, remained still, neither acting nor showing any interest in intervening. His calm was unsettling, almost threatening."Hmm, that’s new," Urugas muttered with disdain as he closed his eyes, visibly bored. "The enemy army has moved on to their so-called Tropogax… Their ace up the sleeve is terrible. What are you going to do, Tertrol?""Relax, my lord. Don’t worry. The army will handle them. They won’t advance any further," Tertrol responded with feigned confidence, though deep down he knew the situation was far from under control."I hope so. Don’t disappoint me," Urugas replied, slowly opening one eye again. Meanwhile, in his mind, he began to wonder what those intruders were plotting.The allies approached the enemy army and resumed their attack with renewed determination."Well, look who’s back,

"But Maggus... everything is already lost," the five guardians murmured, collapsed on the ground as the remaining Tropogax continued to mercilessly strike them."No! Show that you are the guardians and protectors of Avocios! Let’s give it everything we’ve got!" Maggus instructed firmly, instilling courage in his companions from the spiritual plane.Moved by the words of their old friend, the five guardians summoned strength from wherever they could. With an explosive variety of blows wrapped in their own energy, they managed to defeat the last of the Tropogax, disintegrating them completely.However, after that final supernatural effort, the five collapsed to the ground once again, utterly exhausted."Well done. Now rest," said the spirit of Maggus, watching them with pride before beginning to fade away. "It’s time for the new generations to handle the problems, though, of course, it was the fault of the older ones for not defeating evil as they should have."In reality, that appearan

"We believe in you, Ariafilis," her father and mentor Jock said in unison, their voices resonating firmly in her mind.But then, a third voice emerged: that of her mother, a woman as beautiful as she was, speaking with a determined and proud tone. "You are my greatest treasure, daughter. Go and kick that land usurper’s ass.""Yes, understood!" Ariafilis responded, rising just before Blajon’s sword could pierce her. With renewed determination, she murmured, "This is for all the fallen Reedalians."With a serious and focused expression, she approached Blajon. Once again, their swords clashed, but this time Ariafilis swiftly rotated the blade of her weapon and, taking advantage of her agility, delivered a precise kick to Blajon’s stomach with her free leg. The blow was devastating; Blajon was left breathless, dropping his sword as he futilely tried to regain his air. He attempted to curse at her, but no words came out of his throat.Ariafilis watched him for a moment, letting the pain ov