The Invincible Young Master

As the six figures dissolved into dust, Amelia's gaze stayed fixed on the silhouette in the sky.

Her thoughts raced, but her body remained still, frozen by the display of power.

The figure slowly descended, gliding effortlessly through the air.

Amelia squinted as the figure drew closer, and what she saw took her breath away, a woman, no older than herself, with a beauty that seemed otherworldly.

Her skin glowed with a soft, porcelain light, and her long, dark hair flowed like eclipse, framing a face that looked almost too perfect.

Her violet eyes shimmered with a deep, unreadable emotion, as if they held the wisdom of ages.

The woman landed gracefully, her presence commanding elegance.

Without hesitation, she bowed deeply.

"I've returned, young master," she said, her melodic voice full of respect.

Amelia blinked, thrown off. Young master?

Spark, completely unfazed, stretched lazily.

"Took you long enough," he teased, as if nothing unusual had happened.

Amelia glanced between them, her confusion growing. This powerful, ethereal woman, was she Spark's servant?

The woman, Yuna, straightened, her cool expression softening just a bit.

"I'm sorry, young master. There were... complications." She briefly looked at the remnants of the six figures before turning her gaze back to Spark.

Spark waved it off casually.

"It's fine. Just glad you're back." He turned to Amelia, who still stood in shock. "Amelia, this is Yuna, my attendant."

"Attendant?" Amelia echoed, still processing the scene before her.

"She's kind of my protector," Spark explained.

He gestured to the two women. "Yuna, this is Amelia. We've been traveling together since... you know, I got kidnapped."

Yuna's violet eyes flicked toward Amelia, scanning her briefly before offering a polite nod.

"It's a pleasure," she said formally.

Amelia nodded back, still trying to make sense of everything.

"Likewise," she replied, though her tone held a touch of disbelief.

Meanwhile, Spark put on a mock-pained expression.

"You know, Yuna, without you around, I was kidnapped. Can you believe it? I had to fend off all those bad guys by myself."

Amelia watched Spark in surprise. The same man who had boasted about being the strongest was now acting like a bullied young master.

Spark placed a hand to his forehead dramatically.

"I had to fight them off like some helpless damsel," he continued with exaggerated sorrow. "It was awful."

Yuna's expression barely changed, though the corner of her mouth twitched slightly, betraying a hint of amusement. "Young master, you managed perfectly well."

Amelia glanced at Yuna again, both relieved and curious. This woman had effortlessly destroyed six powerful enemies with a single command.

To have such powerful person as attendant, What other secrets did Spark have?

Yuna then stepped forward, her face softening. "Lady Sophia is concerned about your absence. She has asked me to bring you home."

"I figured mother would start worrying," he said with a light chuckle. "I guess it's time to go back then."

He turned to Amelia. "Looks like i won't need to go to the mountain after all."

Amelia nodded, her expression calm though her eyes held something unspoken.

She reached into her robes and pulled out a small, silver medallion engraved with intricate patterns.

It gleamed in the soft light as she handed it to Spark.

"What's this?" he asked, examining the object.

"It's my family's token," she explained. "If you ever find yourself in the mountains, show this. No one will question you with that."

Spark's lips curved into a smile. "Thanks, I appreciate it."

Amelia's voice softened.

"And," she added quietly, "I owe you a favor. I'll make sure to repay it when the time comes."

Spark looked at her, surprised at her sudden seriousness.

Before he could respond, Amelia rose into the air, her long hair flowing behind her like a banner.

She hovered for a moment, giving him a final nod before turning and flying toward the distant mountains, her figure shrinking until she disappeared from sight.

The clearing fell silent as Spark and Yuna stood alone. The stillness was almost tangible.

Spark then broke the silence.

"To think those guys would send clones, even after all their preparation…" His voice trailed off, tinged with mild disappointment as he gazed up at the sky where the dark figures had been scattered moments ago.

Yuna, standing a few paces behind him, remained composed as ever, her eyes reflecting calmness.

"Their arrogance knows no bounds, young master," she replied softly, her gaze following his upward.

Spark nodded, a thoughtful look crossing his face. He then turned slightly, glancing at Yuna.

"Did you complete the task?" His tone shifted to one of casual curiosity, but there was a subtle edge beneath it.

Yuna straightened at his question.

"Yes, young master," she responded with a small bow of her head. "I've opened the floodgate, just as you instructed."

Spark's expression grew more serious. "Good."

Yuna hesitated, glancing at the horizon before speaking again. "Was it wise to open the gate now? Shouldn't we have given them more time to prepare?"

Spark chuckled quietly, shaking his head. "There's no such thing as enough preparation against the flood. If they can't handle this, their fate is already sealed. When the real storm comes, they'll have no chance."

Yuna said nothing more, her face thoughtful.

She had a vague grasp of Spark's thoughts, but she hesitated to draw any conclusions about something so great.

"Let's go home," Spark said, breaking her thoughts.

At his words, she waved her hand, summoning a swirling vortex of energy before them.

Spark stepped inside and she followed closely behind, and in the blink of an eye, they vanished, leaving the quiet clearing behind as if they had never been there.

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[A/N: This is the end of the third volume (eye of the storm) I don't know if this was a good conclusion for a volume but it felt appropriate so I did.

NEXT volume will be called (Flood) as in the chapter title.

How has my writing been so far? if you're free, You can leave a review and send suggestions on what I can improve.]