The scene of Elliot's fall silenced the entire stadium. The Adventurers watched as he dropped dead on the floor, his skin pale and his eyes open but they were blank. The eyes who were once filled with life, was now void of it.

"Elliot!" Lance yelled. He blasted himself from the ground to the destroyed bleachers where Elliot was.

It seemed like he used himself to block the attack from the beam. Alice was behind him, meaning that he faced the powerful attack head on. His sword was also obliterated, the handle was what only remained of it.

"Elliot, wake up," Lance placed Elliot's head on his lap. "Dude, wake up. Please."

"Aquarius," Ed said from the ground. "Where is Aquarius?"

Ed and Hope glanced back to the balcony of their guild, seeing their guild mates locked on their chairs with the suppression chains. They were about to rush to them when several Son of Heaven followers blocked their way.

"Move," Ed said. "We need Aquarius's help to save Elliot."

The followers remained quiet. When Hope took a step forward, one of the cloaked people raised his hand and conjured ice on the floor. This made Hope retract his leg and gasp, staring at them in shock and disbelief.

"We cannot allow you to interrupt the ritual," one of the followers said. "You shall not disrupt our master."

"But your master is the Holy Crow," Ed uttered while his face contorted in confusion. The followers pulled their hoods back all at the same time. They revealed their faces, bald hair with dark purple glowing symbols marked on their heads.

The followers has glowing purple eyes, their mouths seemed to have a glow inside too. Their eyebrows were almost meeting as they looked at the two boys in front of them.

"Holy sh*t," Ed cursed. Both him and Hope brandished their weapons to defend themselves.

"We don't want to attack," one of the followers said. "We only need to hold you back."

They took one blink and the boys were gone from their positions. Ed was running to one side with his sword being tightly gripped in his hand. The dark purple mist coming from the sword indicated that he was in the midst of casting a spell.

He suddenly halted and raised his sword in front of him, "Eternal Chaos Darkest Strike!"

The mist from his sword formed a large aura that blasted to the direction of the followers. The men and women groaned and morphed into crows to avoid the attacks, but some of them had already gotten caught and perished before they could even morph.

"Hope!" Ed yelled. "This isn't the Son of Heaven followers!"

When the crows reverted back into their human forms, they all took a step back when they saw the young large boy looking down on them. His towering height was enough for them to be intimidated, and his aura was screaming something dangerous.

Hope positioned himself with his sword raised and held tightly in front of him. The followers jolted after seeing the large and heavy sword being pierced to the ground. "You think I didn't know that?!"

"Well, honestly yes," Ed grinned awkwardly. "You're kinda slow and laggy sometimes. I just thought you still didn't get it."

"I'm not that stupid!" Hope grunted. "Supreme Dragon Emperor's Rage!"

A light gray light traveled from his sword and into the ground. The light seeped through the fake soil and opened the stone floor beneath the followers. There was a blinding light below them, their eyes could only widen after the light was slowly pulling them below.

When some of the followers tried to run away by morphing, Ed had already charged his sword and struck his attack to them. All the Son of Heaven followers perished after their attacks, with the ground closing and the light seeping right back into Hope's sword.

"I charged my Arcane Points," Hope said. "My morph time will increase after this."

"Wait," Ed raised his hand to stop Hope. "You have Arcane Points too?"

"I thought everyone had them," Hope replied with a confused expression. "Why do you think I could use my dragon form for longer periods of time? You think I just miraculously have a large mana reserve from nowhere?"

"I sound so stupid right now, but I have Arcane Points too," Ed said. "What could this mean?"

"It means that we need to save Elliot by saving Aquarius," Hope retorted. "Don't you think it's what this means?"

"Touché," Ed shook his head and chuckled. "What a boy you've grown into."

While they went to the balcony, Lance gently placed Elliot's head on the floor. He held his tears and let the boy close his eyes. The prince patted Elliot's filthy clothes, wiping out as much dust as he could. "May you rest in paradise, Elliot."

Lance stood and glared at Polschk who was still by the stone platform. He was chanting the foreign spells while waving his hands in the air. Lance thought that he looked idiotic while doing his chant, the prince smirking as he took his swords out.

"For Elliot," he whispered before jumping from the tall height of the seats and into the ground. Lance landed on one knee, immediately recovering his posture so he could reach Polschk as quickly as he could.

"Stop right there!" A voice yelled from behind him. Lance turned to the direction of the voice and saw more Son of Heaven followers. They had their hoods down and their symbol and eyes glowing.

"Good," Lance smirked. "It's time for some warm up."

The prince appeared in front of them in a flash. Before the followers could react, Lance had already fired multiple attacks at them. His black and white affinities seemed to form a whirl of pure raging energy, pulling the followers inside.

"Come to me," Lance whispered. "You're all going to perish like how he perished."

Lance yelled when he saw his first victim. He ran towards her and slashed both his swords on her sides, cutting her arms off in the process. "Perish!"

"This is f*cking dangerous!" Luck yelled as he tried to escape from his bind. He was squirming in his seat, his teeth clenched and his eyes bulging out of their sockets.

"It seems like you need my help." The spirit of the Azure Scorch Guild members brightened after hearing Isabelle's voice. She walked in front of the balcony with her hand on the railing. "I knew that man was rotten to the core. Kian, prepare the dragons."

"But how did you get inside?" Frederick asked. "Everyone was teleported outside the city earlier. Only the Adventurers are left."

"And you might have forgotten that I was once one too," Isabelle shook her head. She snapped her fingers that made the gems on the chains shatter. "This Zodiac Sphere is good, but it's pathetically weak compared to all the Zodiac Spheres I saw before."

"You mean you got inside this barrier on your own?" Frederick asked. He seethed and the flames from his body broke the chains that once binded him to the chair.

"I just created a small opening for us to enter," Isabelle replied. She walked inside the hallway under the seats, glancing at the men that had just freed themselves from the chains. "In ten minutes, all hell will break lose."

"What do you mean?" the red-haired guild master asked. "Will the Bless be unlocked by then?"

"I don't know," Isabelle smirked. "Maybe? Maybe not."

"Isabelle," Luck called out. "Who are you?"

The woman waved her hand slowly as she walked out, dismissing the topic. "I'm just an old gem collector. Don't worry about me."

"She's not just a gem collector," Frederick deadpanned.

The woman walked through the halls with a smirk on her face. "That Jameson kid. He has a great talent for gems."

"You had a hard time breaking the barrier he put up," Kian chuckled. "That was the first time I saw you have a hard time."

"Shut up," the old woman rolled her eyes playfully. "You know, there's something wrong with the people inside here."

"What do you mean?" Kian asked.

Isabelle continued walking, the man beside her slowly getting nervous on why she was acting that way. She placed her thumb on her lips, biting her nails and was in deep thought.

"There is a deep connection between me and the gems," Isabelle finally spoke. "You know that much. But then what you don't know is that I could also feel what the gems feel. I placed a part of my soul in the Zodiac Sphere, so basically I am one of them."

"Isabelle–"

"Forbidden Magic, I know," the woman cut him off. "But based on the aura surrounding this stadium, there's an even more forbidden magic here."

"What do you mean?" Kian asked. "Why are you scaring me, Isabelle?"

The woman stopped in her tracks and her eyes widened. She turned back and ran on the other direction, running close to the place where the destroyed part of the stadium was. Kian was calling her name but she wasn't listening.

She stopped in front of a door and slammed it open. There, her eyes widen after seeing half of the room destroyed with rubble and debris littering around.

"What the hell?" Isabelle gasped. She walked closer, the previously dark room was now lit with the light from outside. "Is that a person? Kian, come over here!"

The woman pulled the debris from the person. When Kian arrived, he lifted all the other rubble and found Jameson laying on the floor unconscious.

"This is an obscene amount of magic in here," Isabelle whispered. "Is it coming from the boy?"

"Butterfly…" Jameson muttered. He rolled over and revealed the cage of the butterfly under him, the cage was still intact and the butterfly was still alive. "Twilight Butterfly."