Tiresome days of perfecting the shooting process reached an end as Amalia Galastar drove the pristine car in the middle of the empty road on the gigantic hill. Racing yellow holographic lines shone brightly on the sides, washing away the darkness of its surroundings and unraveling majestic beauty such as the curly trees dancing their leaves.
The Actress briskly fixated her astonished gaze on the right side, showcasing the unstained ocean flowing on the beach below the hill. Mesmerizing at the wavering ocean placed a jaunty smirk on Amalia Galastar's lip, encouraging her to halfly lift her foot on the gas pedal that slowed the car's movement.
However, the placid atmosphere moment ended shortly when the high-pitched buzzing noises intruded her ears, forcing her to rotate her stare to the middle. Amalia Galastar froze a blenched lip while focusing her sight on the vibrating screen on the white phone object displaying the name, "Gabriella Strinford". In staggering hesitation, she booted the gas pedal that ended the vibration, echoing the female coughing noise.
"Gabriella Strinford, please, can you tell me what's happening as quickly as possible!?" Amalia Galastar demanded frantically, feeling her heart beating faster and sweat pouring over her neck.
"Hold your breath, Ms.Galastar, hold your breath first," The voice belonging to her duplicate gave a piece of chilling advice.
The Actress took a deep breath and exhaled a large wave of air from her lung, bowing her unnerving neck and tightening her grip on the steering wheel. Nonetheless, Amalia Galastar rested her tiresome back on the chair's balmy surface, awaiting the news that was readied to be broadcast by her duplicate.
"Nice one, Ms.Galastar. Time to share your most desired news," Gabriella Strinford proclaimed.
Gabriella Strinford cleared her throat and cast the crucial news, "Your most trusted servant, Martatoriot-OX has already captured The Vile's Witch's precious parent."
Amalia Galastar blared a satisfied chuckle and complimented her servant's effort, "Excellent job."
"However, he is…now in the critical condition," Gabriella Strinford reported.
"Most likely the cause is he forced to use The Instant Diving Capture to his foe," Gabriella Strinford mumbled.
The actress's frigid pale face clouded. She uncontrollably frowned before rushingly stepping into the gasses. The hovering car fired off the soaring bluish engines on its back, speeding up its motion like a healthy race car. Although Amalia Galastar shuddered her arms with the intense speed, she persistently rammed the gas pedals.
"Luckily, he was in the recovery containment," Gabriella Strinford continued to report and murmured nervously. "However, it didn't recover him quite well…Ms. Galastar. Now the…only…."
"Silence for now Gabriella Strinford!" The Actress cut off her duplicates' sentence harshly, gasping frantically and relentlessly rotating her steer to the left.
Amalia Galastar bleated, "I'm already five minutes away from the factory!!"
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A few minutes passed, Amalia Galastar's hovering car recently arrived in front of the dark brown hut with dimming white outlines shimmering on the front door. An aqua-blue bubble-shaped robot floated near the entrance door, pinning its circular purple eyes at the car that slid its door from the driver's side.
In quivering hurriedness, The Actress jumped out from the door and sprinted closer to the entrance gate. The robot quickly flew closer to Amalia Galastar who had her thoughts being consumed by a snowing fear as her neck was dampened by the flood of sweat. She paused her steps after the robot floating beside her, taking a brief deep breath and uncontrollably exhaling it.
"Take me to Martatoriot-OX's location now!!" The Actress screamed a demand at the top of her lungs.
"Understood!!" A distorted female voice rang from the robot.
Hence, the robot omitted the horde of purplish blocky projections enveloping Amalia Galastar's entire body, stitching it. The Actress folded her hands and placed it on her forehead as the blocky projections deconstructed her limbs piece by piece until no more of her remains were visible to the naked eye.
Meanwhile, on the underground level of the hut, the half-naked Maratoriot OX was safely kept inside the pea-green, human-sized containment with a shape resembling an eel. Furthermore, the eel head on the bottom part churned out the dazzling white slimes that transferred through the containment. The slimes sublimed into the roaming mist that paused the corrosive tar-black mud on The Loyal Servant's back from ever spreading throughout his body.
A group of lavender particles instantaneously emerged on the scene, forming the female humanoid silhouettes and the floating droid. All the particles dispersed, acting as a tribute for Amalia Galastar entering the room. A stammering frown clouded The Actress after pointing her sight at her servant remained unconscious in the containment, convincing her to rush forward.
As Amalia Galastar reached the containment's front, she hastily crossed her fingers and evoked the immaculate gray-tint water's flow through her forehand. The Actress hurriedly departed her folded fingers, inhaling a large stream of cold air into her lungs. Aqua-blue glimmers radiated in her eyes, encouraging her to propel her hand.
Hence, the platinum water flow phased through the containment, intruding through The Loyal Servant's stomach. Amalia Galastar hurriedly withdrew her hands, clutching her left arm as she placed her agitated furrow at the unconscious Martatoriot-OX who flickered the blinking gray gleams within his entire body.
Luckily, a gleam inside Martatoriot-OX's body went brighter as its flashes rapidly covered the entire containment like a disco light. Amalia Galastar swiftly exhaled a gladful air the longer darting her sight at the containment. The encroaching black mark in The Loyal Servant diminished the longer the silver gleam illuminated, leaving no visible traces anymore.
Not only cleansing the curse, but the silver gleam also blew the refreshing air that awakened Martatoriot-OX as he gasped and broadly opened his eyes. The Loyal Servant lifted his hands, planting a surprised gaze at his hand that swung from left to right. Realizing the dreaded after-effect no longer haunting his body, he fixated his gaze on the front, blooming a gratified grin.
"Ms.Galastar....Ms.Galastar" The Loyal Servant mumbled, hauling his hand and folding his knuckles
Martatoriot-OX fueled his head with enthusiastic thought as he swam closer to The Actress's direction, hauling his arms. Nonetheless, The Loyal Servant clapped his hands, commanding the containment unfastened the front door that blew the ghastly smokes. Amalia Galastar imminently sprinted closer when he faintly jumped out.
In the nick of time, The Actress immediately caught his fainting body by pressuring his arms, holding his chin as breathed heavily. Feeling his arms were touched by Amalia Galastar, The Loyal Servant shone his delighted smirk despite his legs still tremoring as if he stepped on the cold ground.
"Are you okay right now, Martatoriot OX?" The Actress asked concernedly, strengthening her grip on Martatoriot-OX's arms.
The Loyal Servant sheepishly cackled and replied, "Feel better, especially after having your platinum water taming The Instant Diving Capture's curse."
"Truly one of the…..roughest experiences I ever felt, Ms.Galastar," Martatoriot-OX confessed tiredly.
"At least…I survived," The Loyal Servant added.
"Good to hear that," Amalia Galastar said, gladly smiling and pulling away her clutches from The Loyal Servant.
Afterward, The Actress raised her feet into a steady standing position and gestured an offering hand closer to Martatoriot-OX. The Loyal Servant briskly landed his hand onto her palm, encouraging Amalia Galastar to help him stand up when his legs felt a buzzing numbness. At last, Martatoriot-OX balanced his legs by booting the ground below, puffing a large wave of air from his throat.
"Also next time if you wanted…Use the Instant Diving Capture, you should told me earlier!" Amalia Galastar scolded, taking one step back from The Loyal Servant and crossing her head in bothersome.
Martatoriot-OX bowed his head and mumbled, "I'm sorry, Ms.Galastar. I was completely panicked at that time.
"Because…because The Triumph Makers were cornering me," The Loyal Servant stated, lifting his neck and wincing.
"It includes the damn pinky hair witch!!" Martatoriot-OX jeered. "I wished she wasn't there to ruin the plan."
Amalia Galastar grunted and muttered, "As always those Triumph Makers are well anticipative."
"However the fortunate thing is we got The Vile Witch's lovely parent as our main hostage, Martatoriot-OX," The Actress remarked, slowly presenting her diverted smile.
The Loyal Servant cackled, "If I think about it again, yes we got what we needed Ms.Galastar."
"So can you show me where you kept those hostages," Amalia Galastar requested kindly, elevating her hand.
Martatoriot-OX obediently nodded, "Sure Ms.Galastar."
The Loyal Servant steered to the right and stomped the ground to summon a horde of violet holographic particles across his distance. Moreover, the particles spontaneously merged until they manifested into two cylinder tubes levitating silhouettes barricaded by the thick smoke's wall.
The wall of smoke quickly faded away as the second passed on to reveal the cylinder's tubes in complete detail to the naked eye. Amalia Galastar heaved her impressed eyebrows when she caught the crystal clear sighting of Prila's parent being trapped inside the pinkish human-sized tubes falling into deep slumber as no motion occurred and their limbs being shackled by holographic chains.
"Here are the two hostages I captured, Ms.Galastar," Martatoriot-OX presented the hostage brazenly, approaching the tubes.
Martatoriot-OX placed his knuckle on the forehead thoughtfully, "The same hostages that could secure our victory against Prila."
"Correct, correct, They are the main key point to slay The Witch. I promise this will be her last time from ever bothering my peaceful life," The Actress uttered, watchfully staring to the back and distinguishing the sighting of her duplicate, Gabriella Strinford headed closer to her direction.
"Excuse me, Ms.Galastar, do you have any plan after you killed The Witch's Prila?" Gabriella Strinford joined the conversation with a polite question.
Amalian Galastar nodded and declared, "The first thing I'll do is siphon all of her power for my benefit."
"Also, have you reported this to The Most Wanted Rogue, Pendoswing, and the Succubus Twins regarding this?" Amalia Galastar asked, pointing her firm stare toward The Loyal Servant.
Martatoriot-OX coughed and uttered, "I already reported to one of the Succubus."
"Another excellent effort," Amalaia Galastar praised, broadening her astonished smile and patting The Loyal Servant on the shoulder.
Martatoriot-OX gulped and blurted out a question, "Sorry to ask again are you sure we should lure her today?"
"Although I have a shooting schedule tomorrow, I am very much impatient to see her death!" The Actress replied eagerly, stepping in front of Martatoriot-OX and drawing his arms.
"Let us commence, Deep Dive Grip to The Vile Witch, so she can foolishly come into our trap," Amalia Galastar announced, heaving her arms that were enveloped by the platinum liquid on her entire skin.
The Loyal Servant stepped closer to his master and whistled, "Sure, Ms.Galastar I will aid you."
"I hope it's effective enough to lure her only," Martatoriot-OX remarked, swallowing a large gulp of saliva.
"It will work," The Actress assured and assumed. "Besides, killing a powerless Vile Witch will be an easy task, especially since she didn't have the specific counter for this."
Hence, Martatoriot-OX latched his hands onto The Actress's shoulders, steaming the breezy smoke through his palm. Then, he transferred the smoke through Amalia Galastar when he slid his hands forward, allowing her to gasp and stream the radiant silver water flowing through her eyes.
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Gdark's lab entrance door slid to the right, revealing Marla who carried the tray filled with one iced tea glass and a jar of cookies. As she stepped in, The Hair Magician excitedly got up from her seat and approached her, broadening her excited expression toward the woman at recognizing the cookie.
The Hair Magician nodded and said gladly, "Wow, this is my favorite. Thank you very much, Mrs Marla."
"Ah, don't mention it," Marla said blissfully, switching her stare at her son who remained sitting on the metal chair.
Prila stepped forward and politely asked, "Can I help you?"
"Oh, sure, sure, how delightful you are," Marla replied, handing over the tray to The Hair Magician.
"Also, tell Gdark to stop chasing his over-ambitious dream and marry you instead," Marla teased.
The Hair Magician burst into laughter and stated, "Ah, it's difficult for him to stop chasing his dream."
"Rest assured, he will be fine as long there is me in his side, hopefully," Prila assured. "I promise to keep an eye on him."
"Well then, have a good night together," Marla giggled.
Marla decided to leave the room when the tray was placed on the circular table near Gdark and Prila's seat. With The Old Woman leaving the room, The Hair Magician returned to her balmy holographic seat and opened the cookie jar. Then, she grabbed one of it, biting a tiny piece of it and quickly chewing it."
"You want some, Gdark?" The Hair Magician offered another cookie that she took from the jar.
Gdark shook his head, "No need."
"Okay," Prila said coolly and proposed a question. "Is all your days mostly spent on reaching your ambition, Gdark."
Gdark proudly smiled and uttered, "Of course, Trophy Girl."
"Wow and do you ever slept, Gdark?" The Hair Magician asked, biting half part of the cookie that she swallowed immediately before planting her interested lip.
"Sleep? Only 1 hour at maximum" Gdark admitted, sharpening his stare at the floating screen that displayed the four backpacks.
"One time, I almost forgot the feeling of rest," Gdark added haughtily.
Gdark turned his focus toward The Hair Magician and asked anticipatively, "Just to make sure, you stay here because of The Fake Actress's problem?"
"Correct, Gdark," The Hair Magician affirmed, finishing the cookie with a huge bite and instantly swallowing it.
The Hair Magician locked her rigid furrow on the above ceiling and affirmed, "Even though I had a rough relationship with my parent, I will do everything to rescue them from Galastar's clutches."
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