Far away inside a planet which is in the moving planet something interesting was about to happen.
In the grand cathedral corridor of the western sector, the air was blindingly brilliant.
Standing on top of a space ship was the Malkor Elite known simply as Light. He was a vision of terrifying, aristocratic perfection, possessing shimmering, goldish-white hair and He wore a flowing white royal robe which had golden signs all over it , hovering directly behind his shoulder blades was a perfectly, glowing golden light halo that pulsed with divine heat.
"You exist only because the darkness has not yet been thoroughly bleached from this world," Light spoke, his voice echoing with absolute arrogance. With a flick of his wrist, he unleashed a barrage of physical light constructs—light: Divine rain-
Thousands of golden lances of pure, solid photons rained down across the corridor at speed.
Opposite him stood Shadow, his silhouette completely obscured by a shifting, liquid coat of pure darkness. Shadow didn't dodge; he dissolved downward, his Shadow Manipulation allowing him to merge entirely with the ground.
The golden lances pierced the marble, melting the stone into slag, but they couldn't pierce a reflection.
Shadow materialized directly beneath Light's hovering halo.
Shadow came out and touched light,he was using his ultimate, lethal technique. If he physical tag an opponent exactly three times, the victim's own shadow would turn completely turn on them and execute them from the inside out—provided all three touches occurred within a strict, rule of 30-second interval.
Touch One.
His hand grazed Light's white royal robe.
"Impure!" Light roared, his golden halo flashing with an blinding radial burst that forced Shadow back. Light zipped across the hall at the actual speed of light, appearing instantly behind Shadow with a sword of solid gold light extended from his palm.
Shadow, his internal timer already ticking down from 29 seconds, twisted his torso with supernatural agility. He allowed the light blade to sear through his shoulder cape, using it to close the gap and touch light.
Touch Two.
Then a dark tendril wrapped around Light's golden ankle ring. 18 seconds remaining.
"Be gone, plague!" Light screamed, his face distorting with rage as he unleashed a localized solar flare, illuminating every square inch of the area to eliminate all cast shadows.
The counter-attack was absolute, threatening to burn Shadow to a cinder before the final touch could land.
Meanwhile
Drakye Void stood anchored against a localized hurricane of his own making. His Air Manipulation was pushed to its absolute limits, drawing massive jet streams through the structural support pillars to create a vacuum barrier around his body.
Facing him was the Malkor Elite, Tenebris, a towering figure clad in heavy obsidian armor that seemed to actively absorb the ambient environment. Tenebris possessed the terrifying evoliths -Micro-Black Hole Manipulation—the ultimate existential counter to drakye void.
"Your wind is nothing but friction, human," Tenebris rumbled, holding out a single, dark-gloved palm. "And friction dies in the dark. Black hole!"
A black hole which was the size of a marble materialized at the tip of Tenebris's finger. Instantly, the immense gravitational pull began to violently unravel Drakye's compressed air currents.
The howling winds were dragged inward, spinning furiously into the miniature black hole's maw, compressing the very oxygen out of the area.
Drakye gritted his teeth, his boots sliding forward along the ground as the gravity tried to pull his flesh apart. "If you want to swallow the air, Tenebris, then choke on it!"
Drakye threw his hands outward, executing his own attack.
Instead of pushing wind toward the mini black hole, he violently yanked all atmospheric pressure away from Tenebris, creating an absolute zero-pressure pocket around the Elite's body. The sudden, violent shift in barometric pressure caused Tenebris's own armor to warp and buckle, forcing the black hole to flicker violently as the vacuum fought the gravitational core.
Feets away from drakye void
Ried Gideon Swallow stood perfectly still, his eyes tracking the erratic movements of the final Elite in this sector: Janus, the Rift Walker.
Janus didn't just step through walls; he cracked open tear-points in the fabric of reality, allowing him to travel anywhere instantly, or cross entirely into adjacent dimensions to bypass physical matter altogether.
"Find me if you can," Janus laughed, his voice echoing from three different directions simultaneously as several violet, swirling portal holes opened in the air around the platform.
Ried didn't move a muscle. His evoliths allowed him to command the magnitude and direction of any physical force that entered his immediate personal space.
Janus stepped halfway out of a portal directly above Ried's head, thrusting a spatial distortion blade downward to sever Ried's spine. The moment the blade entered Ried's vector field, Ried simply shifted his gaze.
CRACK.
The downward kinetic vector of the blade was instantly reversed into a violent, upward kinetic force.
The sudden redirection snapped Janus's wrist backward, forcing him to instantly retreat into a secondary portal to avoid his own strength crushing his skull.
"Interesting," Janus's voice drifted out from a portal near the ceiling. "So, I assume your evoliths is vector manipulation?"
Janus clapped his hands together, opening two interlocking portals directly beneath Ried's left and right boots, intending to drop Ried's lower body into a dimensional cross-section where his legs would be severed by the closing spatial rift.
Ried's eyes narrowed. "It doesn't matter if you know." He slammed his palm into the air, manipulating the molecular velocity of the ambient air molecules to create a localized kinetic shockwave that shattered the portal frames before they could fully stabilize.
"Because you're gonna lose".
High above the chaotic atmosphere of the moving planet, the silver Xenocides spaceship cut through the dark void of space, inside the space ship.
Elias sat on a central metallic crate, his body completely reverted back to his normal, human state.
Standing at the primary flight console, Kross's fingers flew across the keyboard, his face still smudged with dark maintenance grease. "This is my worst mission,I can't wait till this is over."
Kahn stepped up beside him, . "Just keep your eyes in space and don't let us crash into a meteor."
Elena walked into the center of the deck, removing her helmet. "Good news I can now locate anyone, there's no interference".
"That's great, fantastic,yes finally," Kiki said.
Elias shifted his gaze toward the back of the deck, where Nyx, Lyra, and Mira Ice were wrapped in oversized, cloaks they had scavenged from the castle on their way out.
The moment Elias's eyes met hers, Nyx's face instantly flushed a brilliant, unmistakable crimson. She quickly pulled the thick fabric of her cloak tighter around her throat, looking away toward the viewport window while biting her lower lip. " Em...Elias," she muttered softly, her usual wild character completely melting into a shy, flustered whisper.
Lyra, entered the room and walked towards Elias, "I made sandwich,you want some"
"Yeah I do "Kross waving his hand,
"You can't eat while driving" Lyra said smiling
Elias took a bite out of the sandwich then paused
"This is delicious, i love best sandwich ever"
Elias said as he took another bite "thanks Lyra,you would really make a great wife you know".
"Really" Lyra began to blush
Mira Ice acted wired "I'm sure it's not that good"
"Yeah I agree"NYX said
"Ok why don't you try it," Elias said as he gave NYX out of it, NYX took a bite "it's actually good,"
"Yeah and so what how does that make her wife material" Mira said crossing her arms
Kiki laughed"seriously don't you know boys love girls who can cook,"
"Wait really " NYX said,"yeah , it's common knowledge" Kiki replied
Elias blinked, entirely oblivious to what was going on, as he continued to eat.
"Have you guys seen anyone else out there?" Elias asked, his voice grounding the entire room back to reality?"
Kealen shook his head, his face darkening. "Nothing, I really hope their alright."
Elias looked down at his palms, his jaw tightening as he delivered the ultimate piece of intelligence he had gathered from alien soilders he defeated.
"It turns out the controller of the moving planet name is Malkor to take control of the planet we must defeat him".