[INT. ILLUSION WORLD – EARLY MORNING, LIGHT SCHOOL CAMP]
Veloria's scream shattered the silence.
> Veloria (screaming): "LYRION—!!"
Steel pierced her side, blood blooming across her robes. Her body collapsed forward, caught by the stunned weight of betrayal.
Rhegor — leader of the Nonliving Creation Team B — stood over her with a blade dripping in crimson.
Time froze.
Lyrion's eyes opened.
From unconsciousness, he shot upright as if struck by lightning. The sight before him — Veloria bleeding, Rhegor's hand still on the hilt — cracked something deep inside.
> Lyrion (voice low, breaking): "Veloria…?"
The seal on his anklet exploded.
The third seal.
A surge of divine light engulfed him — golden, radiant, merciless.
> Announcer's Divine Projection (in the skies above): "Warning. Participant: Lyrion Elarion — third divine seal broken."
The ground split beneath him as divine pressure lashed the air.
> Lyrion (furious): "You touched her…"
His silhouette vanished. In a blur of speed, he appeared beside Veloria. His hands pulsed with light as he pressed them to her wound.
> Lyrion: "Please… not you. Not now."
The divine energy surged, knitting skin and bone, halting the bleed. The glow dimmed — Veloria gasped and opened her eyes.
> Lyrion (relieved): "Thank the gods… you're still in."
> Veloria (weak smile): "I'm… okay. You… woke up…"
Then she saw his eyes — radiant, wrathful, and filled with grief.
> Lyrion: "Now stay right there."
He stood and turned.
Rhegor had barely moved, stunned by the explosion of power. Now, too late, he tried to retreat.
> Rhegor (panicked): "Wait, no—!"
> Lyrion: "You made a choice."
He dashed forward.
What followed wasn't a battle.
It was a sentence.
Lyrion didn't dodge — he absorbed every attack with radiant skin. His fists struck with divine wrath, slamming Rhegor across trees, breaking illusions, and cracking bones with every blow.
The Nonliving Creation Team B cried out.
> One of them: "He's unstoppable!"
> Another: "RETREAT! RETREAT!!"
But it was too late for Rhegor.
> Lyrion (final strike): "This is for Veloria."
His final punch landed like a comet — sending Rhegor crashing into the barrier of the illusion world, his symbol cracking and vanishing in divine light.
> > Participant Eliminated – RHEGOR
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[INT. CAMP – LIGHT SCHOOL MEMBERS WAKE]
The other Light School members had awakened during the chaos — drawn by Veloria's scream, now witnessing Lyrion's wrath.
Kairo, Syleria, Ray, Rika, Aria, Auron, Cyra, and Sylion stood frozen.
> Kairo (awed): "He's… in rage form."
> Ray: "No, this is something else…"
> Aria: "It's divine."
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Lyrion turned back toward Veloria.
He knelt beside her and wrapped her in his arms. Tight. Too tight.
> Lyrion (choked voice): "I thought… I lost you."
> Veloria (stammering): "L-Lyrion…?"
Her cheeks turned crimson — her body trembling against his. It wasn't the pain. It was the embrace. The first he had ever given her.
> Veloria (thoughts): "His arms… they're warm. He's shaking…"
> Lyrion (tears falling): "If I was a second late…"
> Veloria (internally): "If the blade had pierced a few inches deeper… I'd be gone…"
> "I only survived… by pure luck."
She clutched the back of his coat, burying her face against his chest.
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[INT. STADIUM – OBSERVATION BALCONY]
The gods watched in silence.
> Light Goddess Lyria (softly): "So this is the bond they've forged."
> Time God Aion: "And the rage he sealed."
> Elemental God Kaion (coldly impressed): "That was no tactic. That was instinct."
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[INT. DIVINE BOARD – DISPLAY TALLY]
Symbols vanished in sequence — seven from Team B of Nonliving Creation.
> > Total Participants Remaining: 65
The display pulsed in divine gold, the battlefield briefly glowing.
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[INT. ILLUSION WORLD – LIGHT SCHOOL CAMP]
The Light team stood around Veloria and Lyrion. Some were still shaken. Others furious.
> Syleria (growling): "They faked an alliance… just to stab him while asleep."
> Cyra: "Now they know what happens when you target the heart of the Light."
Rika and Ray stood off to the side.
> Rika (low): "Thanks to Veloria… he lived."
> Ray (nodding): "And because of him… she did too."
Veloria remained cradled in Lyrion's arms, unwilling to move.
And Lyrion? He didn't let go.
Not for a long time.
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TO BE CONTINUED…