Loudening noises of thundering explosions soared within the ongoing shooting's back area occupied by the army of polished grey robots with their heads resembling the bulky cameras as aqua blue lenses planted in the middle. The lenses continuously soared the whirling flashes and smoothly rotated from left to right.
Concisely, the camera robot captured the scene of the long-straight blonde-haired woman standing on the holographic black mountain's peak and hauling her acuted sword to the cloudy amber sky. The woman wore a crimson stygian helmet, spiky black metal vest, violet armored skirt, and glittering bluish boots.
"Sword of Amon, grant me the mighty thunder from the heaven!!!" The Woman demanded, thrusting her sword upward when the bleating noises of thunder rumbling in the sky abruptly became cloudy.
The sprawling lightning bolt sundered from the cloudy sky, zapping through the sword's reflective surface. Afterward, the woman swung her sword downward, marking her incited sight below before clearing her throat as the fluent horde of pink particles blew from beneath her, gazing at the view below.
Furthermore, The warrior woman sharply darted at the holographic green giant turtle monster with its head implanted by a shiny silver helmet resembling a lion's head. A huge, amber cylinder-shaped cannon stood neatly on the turtle's black metallic shell. Gazing at the monster clouded an infuriated expression on the woman's face, taking one heedful step closer at the woman
The Woman tightened the grip of her sword and proclaimed rigidly, "Foul of beast Jagahal, be prepared to be slain by the hand of Rakshalia, The Wonder Princess of Alvatoria."
"The homeland you beast mercilessly destroyed," The Wonder Beast grumbled in torching rage.
"Because this time, I'm not going to fail my people ever again!!" Rakshalia promised, mournfully closing her eyes and pointing the empowered sword at the reptilian beast, who growled.
"I also promised my parent's death will be avenged today!!" Rakshalia added, boiling her enraged look.
Rakshalia relentlessly jumped onto the giant beast who fueled the cylinder cannon's beak with the marching flock of white energies. Regardless, The Wonder Princess lashed her thundering sword when the cannon fired off the glistening white blast. Both the blast and sword clashed, blooming the blinding white explosive wave covering the whole shooting area.
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A few minutes passed and the shooting process for Rakshalia's The Wonder Princess battle with the turtle monster made of hologram was finally over. All the camera-headed robots rested by folding their heads upward, dimming any traces of the bright blue flashes lingering in their lenses.
The actress for Rakshalia The Wonder Princess, Amalia Galastar chose to sit on the comfy pinky chair in the studio's left corner, stretching her legs as her bones felt numb. Furthermore, she reverted her hair into the usual sleek black-colored one, gripping the solidified bottle's hologram.
The Actress hurriedly drank the water until no remains were left, cooling her thirsty throat after the exhausting shooting process. Amalia Galastar also cleaned the sweat pouring on her forehead and pulled back her legs, breathing out a huge chunk of heavy air from invading her lungs.
Then, The Actress turned her watchful stare to the left and heaved her eyebrows toward the familiar man approaching her. She precisely watched a bald-headed man in his sixties who wore a dashing all-white suit repeatedly clapping his hands, broadening his impressed grin that fixated on her.
"Spectacular performance for the movie's climax, Mrs.Amalia Galastar. You truly embody Rakshalia's character," The Old man praised, heading closer toward Amalia Galastar who giggled in enthrallment.
"To be fair, I never thought you would pull a phenomenal performance as an action hero," The Old Man professed. "Especially with most of your acting in the romance or drama genre."
The Actress pleasantly tapped her chest and replied, "Pleasure to hear your relieving words, Mr.Paxtro."
"As a famous actress, I always prepare for any kind of role or character to boost my rising career and opportunities," Amalia Galastar mentioned merrily, stroking her hand from the right.
"I'm often played in romantic movies or family drama TV series, but I believe there will be an opportunity to play an action movie character," Amalia Galastar uttered humbly, bowing her head.
The conversation between Amalia Galastar and the movie's director was suddenly interrupted by a high-pitched humming voice entering their ears. The actress steered her sight to the left and noticed her aqua-blue casing phone blaring the noises, vibrating the circular holographic table.
Mr.Paxtro tilted his neck to the right when The Actress grabbed the phone, blowing an intrigued whistle. He also put his hands on his waist after slightly glimpsing at the contacting person who was named, "Newto Kesendler", extending his smile especially when Amalia Galastar clutched her fingers on the phone's middle below area.
Amalia Galastar reluctantly nodded and got up from her chair, "Sorry, Mr.Paxton, I got an urgent call from my relative."
"Can I go outside this studio room?" Amalia Galastar asked tenderly, moving her phone close to her left ear.
"Also is there any reshoot?" Amalia Galastar added. "If there is any, I can cancel this call right now."
Mr.Paxtro sighed and shook his head, "Lucky for you, no reshoot needed as I said before you perform phenomenally."
"But please, return to the studio in 15 minutes," Mr.Paxtro insisted.
"Well noted. Mr Paxtro," Amalia Galastar spoke.
Afterward, The Actress hurriedly sprinted away from the movie's director as she tried to locate a suitable spot for engaging the call. Mr.Paxtor groaned in a little bit of bothersome, eyeing Amalia Galastar who exited the studio's room. Nonetheless, The Movie Director halfly raised his exhilarated lip, filling his head with the hopeful thought toward the latest remake of the classic action movie.
Meanwhile, outside of the studio room, Amalia Galastar leaned her tiresome back on the sparkling red door. The Actress swiftly tapped the white button on the phone, muting the vibrating whistle and promptly dialing the recent caller. The coughing voice belonging to her loyal servant convinced Amalia Galastar to plant her gladful eyebrows, barely pushing the phone to attach her ear.
"I'm sorry to interrupt your activity. are you free right now Ms.Galastar?" Martatoriot-Ox asked politely.
Amalia Galastar cackled, "As much I wanted to hear the full report, sadly I'm only free only for 15 minutes."
"Better tell the main point of this call as quickly as possible," The Actress demanded, spinning her finger.
"Most likely, there will be another meeting regarding the sales and promotion," Amalia Galastar explained.
"Alright, alright, understood, Ms. Galastar," Martatoriot-Ox replied, clearing his throat before loudening his eager voice. "The only thing I wanted to say its regarding to success of your powder sale."
Amalia Galastar hummed and provoked enthusiastically, "Go on."
"As for today, your duplicate has sold 60 units" The Loyal Servant reported. "And received 30 pre-orders that are ready to be delivered tomorrow."
"I also admired your duplicate zealous spirit as she is still busy handling the hundreds of orders and interacting with the customers," Martatoriot-Ox added joyfully.
"Excellent report, excellent report, my loyal servant!" The Actress spoke, opening her pleased grin.
Amalia Galastar lifted her neck and uttered, "Remarkable achievement for Gabriella Strinford."
"Also I know the time is short, but I do want to ask you one question regarding the powder's inside," Martatoriot-Ox began to let out a question, signaling The Actress to wink her left eye.
"So it's the microscopic bug that can also become a silent recording?" Martatoriot-Ox guessed.
The Actress sighed, "Well done guess."
"I used an enhanced water spell to grant bugs a recording sight too," Amalia Galastar confirmed, flowing the stream of water through her wrist and diminishing it when she closed her palm.
"Although it took around 3 days without any rest, at least the effort is worth the shot," Amalia Galastar admitted, widening her pleased smirk.
Martatoriot-Ox coughed and announced worriedly, "Ms.Galastar, I have another question in mind."
"Will the Rebellious Succubus aid us in killing the witch or is she just going to watch us for her entertainment?" Martatoriot-Ox asked.
Amalia Galastar sighed and clarified, "No. That succubus will only watch me killing the Witch."
"Even though she was the one who rescued you from the prison, do not rely on her in terms of participating in The Witch's execution," Amalia Galastar advised, frigidly shaking the hand that held the phone.
Amalia Galastar grunted, "And if you wanted to ask a further detail about her, I prefer we do not make her an enemy too."
"Because she allied herself with the Infamous rogue, Pendoswing," Amalia Galastar mumbled.
Martatoriot-Ox gasped frantically, "What? You gotta be kidding me."
"I wish it was a pitiful joke, but sadly it's the truth," The Actress grumbled, watchfully scanning at the back and giving out a reminder toward her loyal servant. "Besides, she is the one who told me the exact coordinates of your current prison, I think she still has some sort of value in."
"I see, I see," Martatoriot-Ox uttered, gulping.
"Also before I close the call, I'm damn sure wanted to tell you this," Martatoriot-Ox announced.
"Please don't be too reckless in initiating the Witch's execution," Martatoriot Ox warned his master.
Eventually, the call quickly ended when Martatoriot Ox's voice shrunk from The Actress's phone. The warning from her loyal servant left Amalia Galastar to drop her awed jaw, feeling her heart pounding faster. She hesitantly tapped her chest, wincing in franticness before spinning one of her fingers.
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After the refreshing hangout time with her friends was over, Hona stood in front of the navy blue house, wrapping her left arm. Although she patiently waited for the door to be opened, Hona furrowed and pinched her chin. A flash of memory of grabbing the special powder from her friend kicked in shortly, convincing her to lift her stare.
The front door would soon be opened by none other than her husband, Nogra who clouded a surprise look on his face. Hona freed her gleeful smile and hugged her husband before kissing him on the cheek, provoking him to give a gratified smirk on his face. Then, she moved backward, gripping her husband's shoulders.
"Honey, I thought your hangout with your friends is going to last until midnight," Nogra uttered.
Hona tittered, "Actually…yes."
"But I decided to leave earlier for you, Nogra" Hona professed, blissfully grinning at her husband.
Nogra giggled and said, "Come on, honey. If you want to stay longer with your friend is fine."
"By the way, I just received a delivery box an hour before. When I checked the box, it was filled with ten powder cans, and the brand was Rosemelia, I guess," Nogra remarked before proposing a bemused question. "Why do you buy it?"
Hona puffed, "Oh about that…"
"I bought a lot of those because of Stephania's recommendation," Hona finished her sentence. "I saw that powder can brighten your skin as if you are in your twenties especially with its containing Aldika flower as its main material."
"Sure…sure, Hona…sound interesting" Nogra replied skeptically. "Just don't get too addicted to it."
"Hey relax, I won't get addicted to it," Hona assured, softly strengthening her grip on her husband.
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