The Sisterhood of White Magic Society

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“Is that so?” Negative scowled. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He griped onto his staff; small radiant of energy appeared in-between his fingers.

Tort glanced at Negative’s movements, instantly feeling a sense of death incoming. He turned around, his face covered in cold sweats, to the remaining girls. “Run! Leave this area immediately!” He shouted.

Negative opened his red eyes, accompanied by dark-purple sclera, sent a chilling glare towards Lix. “If the dog wants to fight, so be it. I’m sure I can make you call her out in a moment.”

He lifted his left hand, tapping Lix on the forehead using two of main fingers. “Wind” uttered Negative. 

An explosive force of wind generated on the center of Lix’s forehead, hurling the serpent creature back towards a wall. Tort, jumped out of way of Lix’s pathway, turned to see his corrupted master. His body shook from the sheer strength Negative poured onto that attack; yet, it seemingly not the fullest extent of his power.

“You’re going to help out your friend, Tort? I didn’t hired you to become a Guard to laze around like this.” Negative took a few steps forward before stopping, putting his hand up towards Tort’s direction. “Wind” A force of powerful winds blow towards Tort.

Tort could not move; his body froze because of his inability to comprehend Negative’s mindset. His former master is attacking with malicious intent. His body wanted to move, but his mind was in a state of disarray.
 
As soon as Negative launched his attack, all the girls nearby screamed in horror, running away before they were caught in the middle of the fight. Lix flew backward and crashed through the wall. Luckily, it wasn't much to stop him as he slithered out of the rubble and growled under his breath. His dead, soulless eyes glared directly at Negative as he was preparing to use another move to attack Tort. When Tort refused to move, he dashed to him and pulled him to the ground, narrowly missing Negative's attack. 

"Are you stupid or something or did Shine hire useless guards?!" Lix hissed. "Get up, fight! If you refuse to do so then I will gladly use you as a meat shield!"

Lix turned to Negative and held out his hand, fingers getting larger until they turned to sharp claws. He instantly disappeared and from where he stood, the ground started to erupt in a trail leading to Negative. Lix appeared behind Shine and slashed at the air in front of him. Three large waves of energy followed after, each representing one of his claws. He was careful to not hurt any of the girls who were still running away but didn't hold back destroying the Sisterhood.
 
Negative slightly turned his head as his barrier instantly surrounded his body. It deflected the energy waves to a random direction in the ceiling. He rose a single hand as energy circling his index finger. “Birth Dragon, Extreme Dark Void!” 

Thousands of dark orbs appeared around Lix, without hesitation, it slammed onto the demonic snake from all directions.  
Tort started to stand, seeing the destructive power Negative was unleashing. He sweated like a storm, his heart beats rapidly and his body continues to shake, but his duties as a guard, he needs to stop this. Black flames burst out of his body as he narrowed his eyes.

“BEGONE! SUN STRIKE!” Tort shouted as he opened Book of Salem. A scorching, red-hot flames came own towards Negative, striking his barrier. Flames disperse everywhere, but Tort kept the attack going, causing the evil sorcerer to turn his attention onto him.

“So, you decided you fight, huh…” Negative smirked, using his other free hand. “I will turn you into mincemeat.”
 
Lix held up his arms in a defensive manner, ignoring the energy slamming onto to his lower snake half. He had an incredible regeneration ability that lasted as long as he remained in his snake form. The energy that Negative hit him was still painful, nonetheless. When Negative took his attention away from Lix and to Tort, Lix used this chance to slash at Negative. Every time he made a slash, the reality around him would begin to warp very slightly, proving that the more he attacked, the stronger his moves got. 

"Your opponent is me!!!"

Lix's slashes sent a blast of energy towards Negative until the area around them slowed down just slightly. Without warning, a large portal appeared on the ceiling of the Sisterhood and Nicori was the first to fall out of it and land on the floor near Lix. Lyrik was quick to follow as well as the items sucked up from Los Demonios. Lyrik slammed against the floor and groaned in annoyance as he slowly looked up and stared at Lix. Lyrik immediately took Nicori into his arms and backed away, thinking Lix was an enemy.

"W-What the hell is that?!" Lyrik turned to see Negative and the fight. "Who the hell is that?! What is going on here?!"

"That's Lix! He's a friend!" Nicori frowned when he saw Negative. "Is that... is that Mr. Shine?"
 
Vox thinks landing on his feat and lightly "Never falls." Vox says "I don't think that important right now Nicori. Lyrik if I were you start buffing Lix, Tort and all us if you can." Vox thinks "that shooed help us protect Nicori and back up those two."
 
Asuza stumbled feet first out of the portal to see there was even more commotion than where they had left. "Why the hell do we keep landing ourselves in total warzones!?" She groaned in annoyance, mostly to herself. The Red Dragon statue also bonked her on the back of her head as it exited the portal to mock her misfortune even further before she caught it in her hand. "...Ow. I don't suppose we can run right now while that freakish worm-thing and the other guy are going at it, can we?" There was also the question as to why such a fight was even happening at the Sisterhood of all places, but this was no time to ask pointless questions. "I could summon the Dragon again, but it might be pissed off about how it went the first time..."
 
Negative attempted to cast a spell, but the spacetime around him was corrupted, causing a slight delay of his moves, allowing enough time for Tort to switch gears to launch another attack. He quickly put away the Book of Salem and unsheathed his Dyrnwyn. “Burn! Black Flames!” He swung his sword multiple times towards Negative. 

Lix’s assault of affecting time and space, along with Tort’s Black Flames were tearing through his multiple magical barriers. He was not nervous, but rather impressed. Yet, he remained unfazed by their attacks. 

He flicks his finger. “Ancient Magic: Spacetime Distortion…. Gravitation.” A powerful wave exploded from Negative’s body, engulfing both Tort and Lix in a bubble and a few meters further from their stance before disappearing. It slowed them down tremendously, then instantly, it causes their bodies to be swung back and forth across the walls like ping-pong balls. 

“Argh!” Tort grunted after being repeatedly slammed into walls. “It feels like I can’t control my body! What is this!?” Tort’s body, along with Lix, is being succumbed to sheer gravity around Negative—but the man did something that causes everything to chaotic. 

“That was a neat trick… using spacetime to delay my moves and attack my barrier… your strength is something else. Unfortunately,” Negative narrowed his eyes and stop talking when he sense the arrival of others. He turned around, seeing the person that he was looking for all this time.

Liza, holding Z, narrowed her eyes. “Wh-what the hell is going on? Did that kid just say Shine? As in, Master ShineCero!?” Her eyes shifted to Iceik, who seemingly reacting negative towards the evil mage. His fur were standing up, fangs bore, and claws reveal. “H-hey, what’s wrong…?”

“That man is using Ancient Magic! Magic of the Devils!” Iceik growled.

“Uh… did we show up on a bad time?” Bob said. “We can always come back later…” He tried to joke.

“No, no. You just arrived at the good part.” Negative turned his back on Lix and Tort as they’re being slammed around. “Hand over Z.” He pointed his finger towards the one Liza held in her arms, causing her to take a step back. 

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In the distance, Black Shadow and Faunix appeared. “Phew… we made it. I thought we was going to teleport in the middle of the ocean or something.”
 
Lix grunted at how Negative threw him all over the Sisterhood. Most of the girls in the Sisterhood had run to safety while the battle continued to ensue. Lix tried to dig his claws out of the bubble he was stuck in. His arms started to look more muscular and shook at how hard he dug his claws at the bubble. It wasn't long until his sheer force broke through the bubble. He still wasn't able to move much but his hand lashed out to claw the floor, slowing him down from Negative's magic.

"Nicori, stay back! This is not the Shine you know." Lix said calmly. He shook in both anger and at his attempt of trying to escape Negative's powerful magic. "I suggest you all back away."

"What's wrong with Mr. Shine?! Why's he attacking the Sisterhood?!" Nicori whined. 

"That's not Shine, damnit!" Lix hissed. 

"Uhh, looks like he wants Z. What's with everyone wanting this small imp thing today?!" Lyrik said as he stood in front of Liza. "I think you should hold on to that tiny mage."



Faunix let out a sigh and scratched the back of his head.

"Well, we're out of that pickle... It's finally good to be home, don't you think--" Faunix paused for a moment and stared up towards the Sisterhood, his ears switched. He felt the evil aura of Negative from his horns.

"I-It's Negative... He's at the Sisterhood!"
 
Vox says "Lest see if this stand by works to help the real Shine fight what we see before us." Vox says "Ancient Soul magic: Aide Owner" casts a spell amide to help ShineCero take back his body form Negative.
 
Asuza took a defensive stance in front of Liza alongside Lyrik. There was little she could do, and there was no point engaging in a fight she would certainly lose if she rushed in headfirst recklessly. Even so, this opponent was apparently one of the most powerful mages on Booga who she knew ran at least one of the schools of magic... never had she guessed Nicori's 'mother' was this big a magnet for trouble.

"What a damn drag this is..." she clenched her fists and let them come aflame. Even though she was putting on a brave front, her hands trembled and she could feel her heart pounding in her ribcage. "Get lost, we're not in the mood to fight another old fart in the same day!" Asuza said defiantly.
 
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