The story opens with a view of Blight Industries, where wisps of emerald mist waft from the chimneys. A banner reading "EXCLUSIVE OFFER" flutters in the wind as hooded figures discreetly enter the building. Edric and Emira stand by the entrance, mischievously attaching a note that says "MAGIC ME" onto the back of one of the hooded figures. The twins giggle with delight. The scene transitions inside the factory, where the hooded figures gather in front of a stage. Two figures ascend the stage, bathed in a spotlight.
Odalia: [Smiling.] Greetings, esteemed investors, and welcome to the annual [Takes off her hood.] private sale of Blight Industries!
[Alador removes his hood but stumbles, faceplanting as he does.]
Odalia: If you seek dependable enchantments for your abode, we are at your service. [Whispers.] And if you happen to have a few foes... well, who are we to pass judgment?
[Laughter ripples through the crowd. Odalia points at Alador.]
Odalia: This is my spouse, Alador Blight, the preeminent architect of forbidden creations. I am Odalia, and as a seer, I foresee your delight in what awaits you tonight. We proudly unveil... a glimpse of our magnum opus.
[Odalia and Alador step aside, revealing Amity with an impassive expression, standing beside a peculiar creature resembling an abomination, clad in armor.]
Odalia: Behold, the Abomination Sentinel!
[Applause erupts from the investors. The scene shifts to the Abomination Sentinel pouring tea for Amity, styling her hair, and poised for combat.]
Odalia: It can pour your tea! Keep you in step with the latest vogues! And, above all, it will guard against any unwelcome intruders!
[Odalia touches her necklace, causing the gem to radiate with a soft glow. Amity's own necklace jewel emits a matching light as she receives a telepathic message.]
Odalia: [Through her necklace.] My dear Mittens, remember our arrangement: Make this presentation remarkable, and we shall overlook your recent academic underperformance.
Amity: [Sighs.] Yes, Mother.
[The Abomination Sentinel attempts to strike Amity but misses.]
Amity: [Monotonously.] Impressive. Its speed and strength are truly remarkable. Place your orders now.
[The investors erupt in applause and cheer, while Alador stifles a yawn. The Abomination Sentinel seizes Amity.]
Amity: [Monotonously.] Oh dear, it appears to be invincible. How shall I ever find a way to escape?
[A photograph slips out from Amity's sleeve. A close-up reveals it to be the one featuring her, Luz, Axol, Y/n, Willow, and Gus from Grom Night.]
Amity: Huh?
[The Abomination Sentinel nearly tramples the photograph. Amity gasps, swiftly conjuring a spell circle to effortlessly obliterate it. The crowd gasps and murmurs.]
Random Investor: That's disgraceful.
[The crowd begins to disperse, departing from the scene.]
Odalia: Oh, well, that was merely a preliminary test, you see. We eagerly anticipate your return next week when we unveil the, uh... the finalized masterpiece in all its magnificence! [Turns towards Amity, displaying anger.] Amity! Your actions have cost us a significant fortune! What is the matter with you lately?!
[Amity gazes longingly at the photograph.]
Odalia: Ah, I see. Our beloved Mittens seems to have become... preoccupied. [An angry expression crosses her face as she ponders.]
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Gareth Margrave's Boiling Isles Chronicles
AdventureTwo friends now lost from their weird enters into a mysterious one where they saw things that they thought that they would have ever Seen, now enter the world full of magic, befriending many magic beings along the way. Disclaimer: All rights goes to...
