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My eyes met Violet’s, and in them, I saw the reflection of our envisioned future.
And as the last remnants of the plasma energy pulsed within me, they ignited a glow in my eyes.
It wasn’t the overwhelming blaze of before, but it was enough.
Enough to take control, enough to change our fate.
The game was far from over.
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The energy coursing through me, a dwindling whisper of my previous strength, felt like the final notes of a dying song.
But it still held a tune, a power that could change the course of events, if only for a fleeting moment.
The restraints no longer held my head, but my vision swam, making it hard to focus.
Determined, I willed my eyes to a spot on my wrist.
A soft, pulsing glow emanated from them, aimed precisely, it cut through the thick, metallic restraints.
The smell of burnt skin mingled with the metallic scent of molten restraints.
It hurt, a raw stinging sensation against my already ravaged senses, but the pain was a distant echo compared to the fire inside me.
Summoning the last of my strength, I forced my weakened legs to push me up.
My body, although drained, still had the memory of power and that memory propelled me to stand.
I could hear Ikhax, his voice twisted in anger and disbelief, “Sit down! It’s not over!”
But his words faded into the background as my eyes slowly rose, inch by grueling inch.
With every bit of movement, a new weight threatened to force my gaze downward.
I could feel my time running out, my window of opportunity shrinking.
And yet, with a desperate tenacity, I lifted my eyes just an inch higher.
Ikhax’s guards charged, their intent clear.
But I wasn’t looking at them or Ikhax.
My focus was on the core, a radiant violet hue that seemed to taunt and beckon simultaneously.
I remember thinking how it looked like Violet’s eyes in the moonlight.
It was alive with movement, almost like watching a slow dance of colors within a glass prison.
The weight of everything pressed down on me — the pain, the desperation, Violet’s safety.
Using the very last remnants of plasma, I channeled all I had left into a single, searing bolt aimed at that glass receptacle.
The world seemed to blur and distort as the energy bolt shot from my eyes.
Time stretched and slowed, each millisecond an agonizing eternity as the energy made its journey.
As I released the energy, an overwhelming exhaustion swept over me.
