--[Mixed Battle - Round Three - Finale]
Onimaru Setsura stood silently on the ruins of the battlefield, his Gokuretsu spear still crackling with lightning.
The moment Shiranui was defeated, the energy fluctuations of the battlefield had already begun to spiral into chaos.
From the stands, the members of the Magic Club wore grim expressions, while the members of the Archery Club fixed their eyes on the two figures at the centre of the field - Ohtori Saya vs. Yagami Sou.
--The duel between Bow and Illusion had reached its cruelest conclusion after the judgement of the thunder.
Yagami Sou slowly raised his head, blood trickling from the corner of his lips, but his gaze remained unwavering.
Ohtori Saya's arrow had already been released.
Her stance was decided.
--She chose to stand with the archery club, she chose to pierce him, she chose to use strategy to defeat him.
And yet, her eyes were filled with sorrow.
Yagami Sou clenched the cards in his hand, but his fingers trembled.
In that moment, he finally understood - "She doesn't want to win... but she has to."
Ohtori Saya stood motionless, her bow still drawn for a final shot.
She did not take the opportunity to strike - because she was waiting for Yagami Sou's decision.
"...Sou."
She called softly, her voice nearly drowned by the battlefield winds.
Yagami Sou did not answer. He only lowered his head.
With a soft clatter, the deck in his hand slipped from his fingers and fell to the ground.
He closed his eyes and murmured:
"...So this is your choice?"
Ohtori Saya remained silent.
Yagami Sou's hands clenched tightly, his heart pounding, his mind torn apart by something indescribable.
He knew - if he continued to fight, he would only suffer greater wounds.
But he was unwilling.
--Not unwilling to lose, but unwilling to lose them.
But just as his resolve wavered, a deafening thunderclap shattered the battlefield!
BOOM!
Onimaru Setsura's gokuretsu spear slammed into the ground, sending arcs of lightning through the stone tiles.
His gaze shifted to Ohtori Saya, his voice cold as iron:
"What are you waiting for?"
Ohtori Saya's eyes trembled.
Onimaru Setsura took a step forward, his presence swelling like an impending storm, the tip of the Gokuretsu now aimed directly at Yagami Sou.
"Yagami Sou is already defeated." His voice carried absolute judgement. "Either he surrenders or... I'll finish him myself."
Ohtori Saya's expression froze.
Slowly, she raised her bow and turned it sideways - placing herself between Onimaru and Yagami Sou.
"This battle is over."
Her voice was firm, leaving no room for doubt.
Onimaru narrowed his eyes. "You're protecting him?"
Ohtori Saya did not answer.
Onimaru Setsura watched her for a moment before he let out a deep chuckle.
"Hah... Interesting."
With that, he lowered the gokuretsu, although the fighting spirit remained in his eyes.
"Then let him go. It doesn't matter - he'll fall to me sooner or later."
Yagami Sou rose slowly, blood still at the corner of his lips, his expression a mixture of unreadable emotions.
Onimaru Setsura looked at him and said calmly: "Yagami Sou... Next time, she won't be there to stand in your way."
- SYSTEM ANNOUNCEMENT]
[Mixed Battle - Round Three: Magic Club-DEFEAT] Yagami Sou's face was pale and her body swayed slightly.
Ohtori Saya instinctively reached out to support him, but she stopped herself at the last second.
Yagami Sou did not look at her.
He didn't say a word.
Ohtori Saya's fingers trembled slightly.
Without another look, Yagami Sou left the battlefield.
Ohtori Saya stayed where she was, watching his silhouette receding into the distance, a suffocating weight pressing against her chest... She had won, but... Had she really won? - The battle was over.
The academy was shaken to its core.
Onimaru Setsura's thunderous spear had once again struck fear into the hearts of all.
Ohtori Saya's victory had sparked intense discussions within the Archery Club.
Yagami Sou's silence had plunged the Magic Club into deep contemplation.
Meanwhile, in the Magic Club's strategic command room, the atmosphere was chilling.
"We must... rebuild our counteroffensive strategy."
Mitou Karuma's voice carried an unmistakable edge.
The members of the Magic Club exchanged silent glances.
Yagami Sou stood at the window, his eyes dark and unfathomable.
This time, he could not afford to lose again.
雷与幻的断裂点
——[混合战·第三轮·终局]
鬼丸刹罗静静地立在战场废墟之上,獄裂枪锋仍旧闪烁着雷光.
白蓝败北的瞬间,战场的能量波动已经开始剧烈紊乱.
观战台上,魔术部的成员脸色皆是阴沉的,而弓箭部的成员则紧盯着战场中央那两道身影——凰堂纱夜 vs 夜见苍的最终局.
——"弓"与"幻"的对决,在雷鸣之后,迎来了最残酷的落幕.
夜见苍缓缓抬头,血迹沿着嘴角滑落,眼神仍旧坚定.
凰堂纱夜的箭已出,她的立场已定.
——她选择站在弓箭部一方,选择刺穿他,选择用战术让他败北...
但,她的眼神却是悲伤的.
夜见苍握紧手中的牌组,但他的手指却在颤抖.
他终于意识到了一件事——
"她根本不想赢...但她又必须赢."
凰堂纱夜静静地站在那里,弓箭仍然保持着最后一次拉弦的姿态.
她没有趁机发动最后一击,因为她在等待夜见苍的选择.
"...苍."她轻轻地开口,声音几乎被战场的风吞没.
夜见苍没有回答,只是低下头,手中的牌组突然"啪嗒"一声落在地上.
他缓缓闭上眼睛,轻声自语:
"...这就是你的选择吗?"
凰堂纱夜没有说话,夜见苍的手微微收紧,他的心脏剧烈跳动,某种情绪在撕裂着他的理智.
他知道,如果再战,他可能会迎来更严重的伤势.
但他不甘心.
——不甘心自己输了,更不甘心她输了自己.
然而,就在他动摇的瞬间,一道雷鸣轰然炸裂!
鬼丸刹罗的獄裂枪在地面猛然一顿,雷光四溢,震得整座战场的石砖裂开.
他的目光投向了凰堂纱夜,声音低沉冷厉:
"——你到底在等什么?"
凰堂纱夜的眼神一颤.
鬼丸刹罗缓步向前,眼神如电,獄裂枪锋直指夜见苍.
"夜见苍已经败了."他的声音无情地宣告,"要么让他投降,要么...我亲自收拾他."
凰堂纱夜的眼神猛然变得冰冷,她轻轻地抬起弓箭,将它横在身前,拦在了鬼丸刹罗与夜见苍之间.
"——这场战斗结束了."她的声音坚定无比.
鬼丸刹罗眯起眼睛:"你在保护他?"
凰堂纱夜没有回答,鬼丸刹罗看了她一眼,然后突然笑了.
"哈哈...有意思."他慢慢放下獄裂,但眼神却透着一丝战意,"那就让他走吧.反正...他迟早还是得败给我."
夜见苍缓缓地站起身,嘴角依旧带着血迹,但眼神中却有着极度复杂的情绪.
鬼丸刹罗看向他,淡淡道:
"夜见苍...下一次,你不会有'她'来挡在你面前."
战斗结束,系统提示响起.
[混合战·第三轮:魔术部——失败]
夜见苍的脸色苍白,身体微微摇晃了一下.凰堂纱夜下意识伸手想扶住他,但却在最后一刻停住了动作.
他没有看她,甚至没有再说一句话.
凰堂纱夜的手指微微颤抖着.
夜见苍,就这样离开了战场.
凰堂纱夜站在原地,望着夜见苍渐行渐远的背影,胸口某种压抑的情绪正在破裂.
——她赢了,可是,她真的赢了吗?
战斗结束,学园陷入了巨大的震动.
鬼丸刹罗的雷枪再一次震慑全场.
凰堂纱夜的胜利引发了弓箭部内部的讨论.
夜见苍的沉默,让整个魔术部陷入深思.
而与此同时,魔术部的战略会议,正式开始.
"我们...必须重新制定反击策略."
——御堂狩真的声音透着冷厉.
魔术部的成员沉默不语,夜见苍站在窗边,眼神深邃.
他的内心,已经不允许自己再败一次了.