The flickering fluorescent lights cast eerie shadows over the hallway. The air is thick with tension, dust swirling in the dim glow. A group of Mogadorians, hulking figures clad in dark armor, march forward, their glowing, sunken eyes scanning the area.
The leader is true Mogadorian, while the rest are Vatborn. The leader, with notable differences. Their eyes are said to have no pupils or irises, completely black. They have circles around their eyes and on the sides on his nose are slits that seems to be trying to capture scent of Six.
Their massive bladed weapons gleam under the broken ceiling lights.
They soon spot the intruder standing in the center of the hall, unshaken, is Six. Her piercing blue eyes burn with anticipation. Her black leather jacket shifts slightly as she tightens her grip on her weapon—
A Loric diamond dagger, its blade glowing with pulsating blue energy, the humming aura of raw power crackling through the air. The blade shimmers, its light reflecting off the cold, cracked floor beneath her.
A cocky smirk tugs at her lips.
One Mogadorian roars and lunges, swinging his massive serrated blade—
WHOOSH!
A pulse of blue energy surges outward from Six's body disappearing leaving behind a blue glowing energy trail, that fades.
The Mogadorian slashes through empty space, stumbling forward.
Confusion grips the group. They spin, weapons raised, eyes darting wildly.
Confusion ripples through the group. Their leader scans the hallway, gripping his blade tighter.
Then—a blur of blue light flashes behind them.
SLASH! The diamond dagger slices clean through the nearest Mogadorian's armor, cutting through him like butter. A spray of blackened Mogadorian blood hisses as it evaporates in the blade's energy.
Another blue energy bursts, and Six materializes mid-air, flipping over the group with acrobatic precision. She lands behind them, crouched, a sly grin on her face and her dagger flickering with blue pulses.
A Mogadorian warrior raises his blaster, his glowing eyes locking onto Number Six. He snarls and fires—
ZAP! A searing bolt of red energy tears through the air—but Six is already gone.
In a pulse of blue light, she vanishes, leaving behind a ghostly trail of glowing energy that lingers in the space she once occupied. The Mogadorian's blast slams into the lockers, sending a shower of molten metal and sparks across the hallway.
Then—she reappears in the distance, standing tall, a smirk playing at her lips.
She flicks her wrist—a roaring fireball bursts to life in her palm, flames whipping violently around her fingers, casting an orange glow against the blue haze of her lingering energy.
Without hesitation, she hurls the blazing sphere forward.
BOOM!
The fireball detonates on impact, consuming the Mogadorian in a raging inferno. The monstrous creature lets out a screech of agony, flailing as it crashes into the lockers, the metal melting and warping under the heat of the flames.
Two more Mogadorians charge her at once, their weapons raised, snarling—
But Six is already gone.
With another burst of blue energy, she vanishes once more, leaving behind a ghostly, glowing blue energy trail that flickers and fades into the air.
She reappears mid-air, flipping gracefully over them. As she lands, she drives her glowing dagger deep into one's chest—blue sparks erupting from the wound as he crumbles into dust.
The last remaining Mogadorian staggers back, fear flashing in his glowing eyes.
Six grins, casually spinning her diamond dagger in her hand. The blue glow intensifies, humming with pure Loric power.
"You should've stayed in your cave."
In a flash of blue glowing burst, she vanishes again—before reappearing behind him, the dagger already slicing across his throat.
Suddenly she is shot in back, but shimmering force-field appears around her, then fades into invisibility. Six was annoyed looking back found