Hollow Ascension

Chapter 169: A Battle of Wills

The air crackled with tension as Elda faced Mara across the clearing. The valley's magic, once a soothing presence that flowed through Elda with ease, now felt strange and foreign. Mara stood in front of the ancient core, her hand raised, manipulating the energy of the valley as if it were hers to command.

"You've always misunderstood this place, Elda," Mara said, her voice cold, eyes gleaming with the dark energy she now wielded. "You thought the valley was a sanctuary, a peaceful refuge. But it's so much more than that. Its magic was wasted, bound by tradition and fear."

Elda tightened her grip on her staff, her heart pounding in her chest. "The valley was never meant to be used as a weapon. Its power is tied to the land, to the balance of life itself. You can't just bend it to your will."

Mara smiled, a cruel twist of her lips. "And that's why you've already lost. You cling to old ideas, unable to see the valley's true potential. The Hollow Syndicate understands what this magic can do, and with me guiding it, we'll reshape this world into something greater."

Elda could feel the valley's magic pulling at her, as if the core itself were crying out for help. She took a step forward, her staff glowing with soft light. "You don't understand the cost, Mara. The valley is already dying because of you."

Mara's eyes narrowed, and with a flick of her wrist, she summoned a wave of dark energy that shot across the clearing toward Elda.

Elda raised her staff just in time, a shield of shimmering light forming in front of her. The dark energy collided with it, sparks flying as the two forces battled for dominance. Elda gritted her teeth, pushing back with all her strength, but she could feel the weight of Mara's magic pressing down on her, powerful and relentless.

"I know this magic as well as you do," Mara taunted, her voice filled with confidence. "You won't win, Elda. You're not strong enough."

Kael and Lena, locked in combat with the Syndicate agents, fought fiercely nearby. Kael's sword flashed in the dim light, cutting down one of the agents with a swift, precise strike. Lena parried a blow from another, her movements quick and efficient, but the strain was beginning to show.

"We can't hold them off forever!" Lena shouted, her voice sharp with frustration as she blocked another attack. "Elda, whatever you're going to do, do it fast!"

Elda's heart raced as she struggled to maintain her shield against Mara's onslaught. She knew Lena was right—time was running out. If Mara gained full control of the valley's core, there would be no stopping the Syndicate's plan.

Mara's magic intensified, the ground beneath Elda's feet trembling as dark tendrils of energy wrapped around her shield, squeezing tighter and tighter. "This is what real power feels like," Mara hissed. "You should have joined me when you had the chance."

Elda's vision blurred as the weight of Mara's attack bore down on her, but she refused to give in. She reached deep within herself, drawing on the valley's magic—what was left of it—to push back. The shield around her brightened, glowing with the pure light of the valley's energy, and for a moment, she felt the core respond, as if it too was fighting to break free of Mara's grip.

Mara's eyes flashed with fury, and she raised both hands, sending a shockwave of dark energy crashing into Elda's shield. The impact sent Elda stumbling back, her feet sliding across the ground as she struggled to stay upright.

"You've always been weak," Mara spat, her voice dripping with disdain. "That's why the valley is crumbling under your care."

Elda's hands trembled, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she steadied herself. "No," she whispered, her eyes narrowing. "The valley crumbles because you're poisoning it."

She focused her energy, summoning every ounce of strength she had left. The valley's magic pulsed around her, weak but still alive, still fighting. Elda could feel the core's energy intertwining with hers, desperate to break free from Mara's control.

Mara, sensing the shift, sneered. "You think you can still save it? You're too late."

With a sudden burst of speed, Mara unleashed a torrent of dark energy, the air around her crackling with raw power. The force of the attack hurtled toward Elda, but instead of raising her shield, Elda did something unexpected.

She lowered her staff.

Mara's eyes widened in surprise as the dark energy surged forward, but just before it reached Elda, the ground beneath them trembled violently. A deep, ancient magic surged up from the valley's core, responding to Elda's call. The earth split open, and tendrils of glowing light erupted from the ground, wrapping around Mara's attack and swallowing it whole.

For a brief moment, the clearing was filled with the blinding light of the valley's true magic—pure, untamed, and far more powerful than Mara's corrupted energy.

Mara screamed in frustration, her connection to the valley's core flickering as the ancient magic rose up against her. "No! This power belongs to me!"

Elda felt the weight of the valley's magic coursing through her, its presence a fierce, untamed force. But it wasn't something to be controlled—it was something to be respected, something to protect. And it was fighting back.

Mara's grip on the core weakened, and Elda seized the moment, her staff glowing brighter as she pushed forward, summoning the full strength of the valley's magic.

"You don't own the valley," Elda said, her voice steady despite the chaos around her. "You never did."

With a final surge of energy, Elda broke through Mara's control, severing her connection to the core. The dark energy surrounding Mara dissipated, and the valley's magic pulsed with new life, the balance slowly beginning to return.

Mara staggered back, her eyes wide with disbelief as her power slipped away. "No... no, this can't be happening!"

Kael and Lena, having fought off the last of the Syndicate agents, moved to Elda's side, their weapons at the ready. "We've got your back," Kael said, his voice firm.

But Mara wasn't done yet. She straightened, her eyes burning with fury as she summoned what remained of her strength. "You haven't won yet," she hissed, her hands crackling with dark energy. "The Syndicate will take the valley, and when they do, I'll be there to finish what I started."

Elda's heart raced as she realized Mara wasn't going to give up easily. The valley's magic had weakened her, but she was still dangerous—and determined to fight to the end.

"We'll stop you," Elda said, her voice calm but filled with resolve. "No matter what it takes."

Mara's lips twisted into a snarl. "We'll see about that."

With a sudden burst of dark energy, Mara vanished into the shadows, her presence fading from the clearing.

For a moment, the silence was overwhelming.

Lena sheathed her sword, letting out a slow breath. "What now?"

Elda looked toward the ancient core, its magic still pulsing faintly but stronger than before. "We keep fighting," she said softly. "We're not finished yet.