"The...face...A...Akira?" Ying noticed.

  "Hmm?" he stare at Ying.

  "Who's Akira?" Myke said.

  "Uh...Ming's husband?" Ying hesitated to said.

  "Anita..." Akira spoke to Ying, and suddenly...

  "Yes?" Ying unconsciously replied, making her shocked for a while.

  "Hmm...Ming does search for you," Akira said.

  "FIRE!!" after a distraction, the cult guard ordered them to fire. They covered each other, and fortunately, Akira beheaded all of them at once before they even shot them with chains. And Myke is the first one who noticed that.

  "Interesting..." he said.

  Akira then walk toward them, yet he pushed Myke, Jug, Ronald and Sam aside, just to meet Aiko. She also stands still, opening her mouth that is bandaged revealing her rotten mouth. "Aiko," Akira said. She replied with a bow. He touch her face, her hair as if nothing changed on her. "Did Takeru did you worse?"

  Aiko shakes her head as nothing happened to her.

  "Uh...white hair guy!! I THINK THIS IS NOT THE TIME FOR US FOR A LITTLE CHAT HERE!!!" Sam said as a whole cult coming after them.

  "YAEEEIIIIII!!!!" Akira shouts. And soon, Aiko screams back.

  "NGAAAAAAAIII!!!"

  Then Aiko summon her spear so long that it can reach to the heavens and spins like a huge blizzards.

  The air, froze, the sky, no more blue. Then, the voice. Deafening.

  Ying tries to scream at Myke yet he can't hear her. As if he's stunned. Stunned. Eyes open so wide as if he saw something worst. Then she looked at Jug, as if he's talking to someone, but he was looking to no one.

  She stood up, tries to push Aiko away to stop it, but the gravity was too strong for her to get near. Then she got push and pinned down.

  "Thol...ghul ha vho jinyin tilha," Akira's voice is only been listen, only then been faded with the deafening voice once again.

  Her head, the weight, she barely breath. Her ears, bleed like a waterfall appears. Hands, legs, limbs went kneel. And the eyes, sight, suddenly....

  Went white...

  The cool wind blew straight, slight felt of the wind's breeze. Her eyes blurry on the space as she has not knowingly the place she stands. Yet, her skin cracks and her eyes breaks, her hair soon shallowing the scarlet red to pale white, she screams in pain as her body felt the thorns while it shows her colors of roses and vains. Her eyes slowly turns pale, and her veins around it grows red.

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  Seconds passed, she laid on the ground, barely alive as her body evolved.

  "Tulma thurl..." The voice, nearly shakes the world with its own name. Yet, Ying barely responds to it. It repeats again before Ying's finger twitch. "Tulma thurl lagh ghalha..."

  Breaths in, and out, Ying gain her consciousness and sits upright. She noticed she breaths differently, yet not knowing what's going on. She tried to remember what she has gone through, yet nothing appeared in her mind. But as she's about to freak out, she heard footsteps from afar. She turn her head to it and saw a tall, smiling girl, with exposing mechanicals under her skin, organs working along with the synthetics, wearing nothing but her bare body.

  "My my, is this the girl name..." She paused, and as Ying blinks, she already in front of her face. "...Yingli Farena Hesky?" She smiles with her cheerful tone.

  Ying stunned, as she noticed the towering girl is holding a curvy longsword. "W-w-who...are you?"

  The girl smile. "Anastasia...Yalegha... Otti," as she named her name, sudden flashes through Ying's eyes, and as she cover her eyes, she senses the blade is closing to her. She immediately glitch her clones for the dummy and reign her spear to parry the sudden attacks. Yet, she didn't realized, Anastasia Yalegha Otti, had already clone hundreds above her, with blades that will storm upon herself.

  "Ghalhasya....Menyala selnya...

  Vha."

  Then, the flurry of the air slashes through goes to Ying. She immediately glitches herself, parry, dodges it, over and over again.

  The battle, in this white void, only fill with flames and cinders, iron and blood, as Ying tries to counter Anastasia's attack. The wind suddenly bows, and the flames harmonize her dances, and there's no sign of her to stop.

  Ying tries so many weapons as she could, from a bow to shoot arrows yet she dodges it too quick, blades to counter it but each time she parried it breaks and melt it down, and the spear as she control the gap.....bent.

  She got nothing to waste, she backs off from Anastasia and soon she stops. Ying noticed, that white hair with red eye girl stops attacking when Ying is off her radar. "C'mon Ying, I'm just warming up!" She said.

  "Warming up? I'm just getting starting," Ying said. She leans her back as if she's falling, and as Anastasia noticed, she disappeared like fell into the water.

  "Clever girl, doing what my uncle used to use it," she smiled. Soon, she knock her prosthetic leg heels to the ground, sending the waves to scan the place, only to get caught with an arrow, reflex on it as she catches it. Soon as she check it, the arrow explodes, making her loosing her right hand she grab it. "Nice!"

  And as soon as she turn her head, Ying already impaled her head with her spear to the ground. The breeze soon winded as not flames and cinders dancing. Ying looked at the eyes of the killing machine, it still breaths.

  Ying sat down to catch some breath, looking at the top that she only can see is nothing.

  "Such talented dancer are you..Yingli F. Hesky," Anastasia said. "You probably the daughter of Cinders huh,"

  "What are you talking about? I don't know anything about it," Ying reply.

  "Well.... I know, and for sure, Herakira has searched for you long ago,"

  Ying stayed silent. She only stare on the ground, nothing to do.

  Moments later, Anastasia's body twisting it, and break her neck and ripped it off, then stands up, taking her head again and put it back where it should be. "You know, Yingli, my cousin, Ertah, always fascinate with this world of Manalta, and he could've destroy it millenniums before,"

  "Wait.. millenniums? You mean..."

  "He should have deleted this realm. But after he realized something, he had better ideas to make Manalta better,"

  Ying still didn't understand what Anastasia said. "So you're saying, that he wanted to rule this world by just killing us?"

  "No, jeez, you get it all wrong. It's the system itself he was wondering right now," Anastasia smiled.

  "The system?"

  "Yes, and....remember what Hennah Caltho Holfen said before?"

  Ying tries to remember but still failed. As Anastasia goes near to her, she puts the forehead with her finger, and Ying remembered everything. Her first bow, her first team, her first Valirion, Myke, Jug, Hennah, Ming....she finally remembered back. Soon her eyes tearing.

  "Such emotional girl I have ever seen," Anastasia said.

  "Bring me back..." Ying said immediately.

  "What?"

  "BRING ME BACK!!" Ying shouted.

  "It's not my authority to do so,"

  "Then who?!"

  Anastasia point finger to the right, and as Ying look to the direction, she saw another that looks exactly like her.

  "Harmonia... Yingli Farena Hesky....or should I call you....

  Aurora?"