A few minutes had passed and the laboratory door slid to the right, revealing Prila alongside her former lover, Gdark entering the inside. A shivering concerned expression uncontrollably planted on The Hair Magician as she slowly followed Gdark, luring him to stare at the back slightly.
"You seem worried about something else Trophy Girl?" Gdark guessed calmly, pausing his steps.
The Hair Magician sighed and reluctantly admitted, "My parent. I failed to save them from being kidnapped by The Galastar."
"Martatoriot-OX managed to outsmart me and the others with his new diving sorcery," Prila professed, frustratedly furrowing and channeling the burst of pinkish energy through her hair shortly.
"That's all I have to say regarding this," The Hair Magician added, closing her eyes and clenching her knuckles.
Gdark exhaled a heavy breath and replied, "Sometimes the enemy is much more prepared than you, especially with Galastar's type of villain."
"Your reckless act of exposing The Loyal Slave's bounty to the news can motivate Galastar to find your true weaknesses," Gdark asserted, stepping closer to the floating cylinder object and grabbing it from the containment.
"Sadly, your beloved parent is your most vulnerable spot the Galastar can utilize," Gdark remarked, turning around and glancing at The Hair Magician who faded out the pinkish energy of her hair.
"Or there is a possibility, she's already planning this kidnapping plan for a long time even without you broadcasting her loyal slave's hunt," Gdark speculated.
Prila closed her eyes and murmured hesitantly, "Perhaps…you're not wrong on this matter, Gdark."
"I meant Amalia Galastar is the type of scumbag who does not often get her hands dirty directly," The Hair Magician uttered, pointing her attention at the cylinder object being carried by Gdark's hand.
The Hair Magician pointed at the cylinder object and asked, "Also is this the device you built for me?"
"Precisely. A special device to expose the nasty truth of The Fake Actress that is called, Exposeria," Gdark explained, boldly elevating the cylinder device toward The Hair Magician who sheepishly giggled.
"Cheesy name, but thank you very much for your greatest effort, Gdark," Prila uttered, smiling at her childhood crush and gladly taking the cylinder device.
As The Hair Magician gripped the cylinder device, she painted the look of fascination at the object especially when she gawked at the black gaping lines. Prila curiously inspected the gray cylinder with glimmering bright pink flashes within her eyes, detecting the fainting dark smoke.
"You can use the device by pressing the button and phasing it through your brain," Gdark blurted out advice and remarked. "No need to worry, the device's planting process will be painless."
"Notable information," Prila praised and let out another question, flipping the cylinder object. "When is the right time to use this device?"
"Since this device is only stuck in your brain for 5 hours at maximum, I suggest you use it like an hour before you meet Galastar," Gdark uttered, switching his focus to the other object inside the containment and walking closer to it.
"How the device is going to commence its activation is simple. You have to tap your forehead and the device will automatically send a wide broadcast throughout Gloricon," Gdark explained, tapping his forehead.
The Hair Magician nodded, "Understood, Gdark."
"Such a remarkable and amazing device," Prila released another praise, continuously gazing at the cylinder object and pinning the button.
"Besides, I have another device built specially for your upcoming rescue mission, Trophy Girl," Gdark announced, pulling out the coin object as the next device that might aid The Hair Magician's next mission.
"Wow, impressive, " The Hair Magician uttered, dropping her astonished jaw at her childhood crush who presented another new device.
Gdark tossed the coin toward The Hair Magician who swiftly caught it by her anticipative grip, dropping her exhilarated jaw. At first, Prila glimpsed at the coin and furrowed her bemused eyebrows, tilting her head from left to right as she drew the object closer to her eyes.
Racing black torches ignited through the coin surface the longer The Hair Magician observed the object. She hummed and widened her intrigued lips as Gdark stepped closer, peeking at the coin briefly. Both his hands were tightly folded and placed to the back, unfolding his smirk of pleasure.
"I named this device, The Contingent Coin," Gdark remarked, pointing his finger at the coin before stepping forward. "A device suitable for you just in case The Fake Actress pulls any horrible stunt."
Prila raised her eyes, "What did you mean by that?"
"Whenever you get depowered by a curse or power disruptor, this device will return a little piece of power," Gdark explained, coughing.
"For simplicity's sake, The Contingent Coin allowed you to regain around 30% of your power in a depowered state," Gdark reaffirmed.
The Hair Magician raised her eyebrows and uttered in a little spark of disbelief, "Wait…you built a device just in case I lost power?"
"Correct, because I'm aware The Fake Actress will find a way to disable your power when you try to rescue your parent," Gdark professed, broadening his proud grin.
"Like I said before your enemy is more well-prepared than you," Gdark remarked and snarkily grinned. "Here is my question, do you ever consider a backup plan when you lost your precious hair."
Prila giggled and reluctantly replied, "I already prepared, but it's not better than yours, Gdark."
"Just like I expected," Gdark admitted, crossing his hands.
"By the way, thank you very much for everything," The Hair Magician uttered thankfully, bowing her head at Gdark who painted a gratified lip.
Prila hummed and teased blissfully, "If you are not so obsessed with becoming the best one or obsessing about defeating Pendoswing in a duel, you could be one of the most efficient superheroes."
"You have the anticipative thought, advanced technology from Langorold, and even your fearsome switcheroo fighting style!" The Hair Magician confessed, branching her hair that tenderly wrapped her childhood crush's shoulders.
"Heck, you even had a sort of calm and collected mind too, which is suitable for a Superhero," Prila blurted out a relieving reminder toward her childhood crush and snickered.
The Hair Magician teased, "Or maybe you can perfect harsh mentor to the young Superhero."
The tender touch of the extended hair didn't flick any reaction on Gdark as he tightly planted his firm stare on his face. Even with The Hair Magician smiling enthusiastically, he remained unfazed. Instead, Gdark burst into ridicule laughter and kindled the dark flames within his beating heart shortly.
"You persuaded me to do a normal Superhero thing because of my talents? It will never happen. Only in your wildest dream, Trophy Girl " Gdark was baffled, boldly directing his finger to his chest.
Gdark cleared his throat and raised his voice as he spoke, "Your persuasion might be convincing, but I, Gdark will not be tempted so easily."
"Also, The Annoying Cosmic Being remains my number one target to be defeated by my hand!" Gdark stated, clenching his knuckles and igniting the active dark flames inside his beating heart.
"Now you speak like a self-absorbed man again," The Hair Magician muttered irritatedly, sighing and shaking her head.
"Are you going to find more opponents as your new challenger after defeating Pendoswing at his full strength?" The Hair Magician took a guess, retreating her branching hair from Gdark's shoulder.
Gdark hoisted his knuckle brazenly and uttered, "It's an obvious guessing!"
"All the powerful otherworldly beings out there will soon tremble before my hand! Remember that Trophy Girl!" Gdark avowed, marking his determined finger toward The Hair Magician who closed her eyes in bothersome.
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Radiant moonlight brightly shone upon the chilling night sky on Teldrium, gushing the freezing wind throughout most of the building rooftops. The abrasive wind also passed through the hotel's room windows, becoming the resting place for Pendoswing and the Succubus Twin.
Inside the particular hotel room, Gilbron crossed his legs in a meditating position on the top of the table and emitted a ghastly orange aura through his back. The Young Man also shut his eyes in tranquillity as more aura siphoned out from his back, tremoring his arms and constantly sighing
Furthermore, The Young Man opened his eyes and brimmed orange lights that were similar to a dawn sun freshly rising. Bombarding noises of colliding explosions sang through his ears despite the room was dead silence. It was felt his ears were the only things able to capture the noises.
Eventually, the tranquil meditation met a quick end when the sound of the door being opened intruded on his hearing. The Young Man vanished the sun-like lights lingering in his eyes, switching his focus to the left. He watched his close companion, Casmine bringing two holographic violet shopping bags.
The Supermodel Succubus briskly placed the shopping bags on the floor nearby and washed the sweat on her forehead. Then, Casmine turned her comforted smile at The Young Man before hopping onto the bed. It lured Gilbron to hug her on the stomach with his left arm, dragging her to land her head on his chest.
"Iniating the Astral training again, aren't you?" Casmine guessed, caressing The Young Man's lip.
Gilbron chuckled and expressed, "Yes indeed, Casmine."
"You still maintain the high spirit of improving even though you are the strongest being around here, what a remarkable thought," Casmine remarked, dropping a jaw of amazement.
Gilbron tittered, "I do agree I'm the strongest as for now, but it's better to keep pushing your limit further."
"You're not wrong on that," Casmine replied, warmly bumping her to The Young Man's neck.
"So, do you have news regarding Amalia Galastar and Martatoriot-OX?" Gilbron asked, splashing an enthusiastic expression.
The Supermodel Succubus whistled, "Oh yeah I got the news an hour ago from the phone text."
"Long story short, Martatoriot-OX has successfully captured Prila's parent," Casmine reported, smirking. "It means the plan of exterminating that vile magician went smoothly. Right now, we are waiting for Amalia Galastar to lure Prila into her trap."
"Interesting, interesting," Gilbron said, widening his captivated smile and proposing an idea. "How about we inspect the possible execution of Prila?"
Casmine laughed and agreed, "Why not, Gilbron! I've been eager to see The Hair Magician meeting her impending demise."
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