The exge of gunfire erupted with deafening bsts and fshes of energy. Roselle and Runebelle were qui their feet and used their bat instincts. They traded fire with the officers who surrouhem.

  Runebelle’s small on unleashed rapid shots, each lightning-fast and aimed with precision. The officers found themselves struggling to keep up with the barrage. Daimendo, too, was in the line of fire. Her relentless shots forced him to evade and daween the electric bursts.

  Meanwhile, Roselle’s massive on discharged powerful projectiles that eliminated officers with a si. The sheer force of her shots sent bodies flying. The guards tried in vain to shield themselves with magi the onsught.

  Daimendo, seeing the devastating effect of Roselle’s he threat she posed. He swiftly shifted his focus from Runebelle to Roselle, narrowing his eyes.

  Daimendo responded with a flurry of ice projectiles from his gun. Roselle deftly dodged the icy shots, her agility on full dispy. She fired back, aiming to overwhelm her oppo. However, Daimendo wasn’t oo be caught off guard.

  In a swift and calcuted move, Daimeed a barrier of ice around himself. It not only deflected Roselle’s powerful shot but also transformed into a on. The barrier shattered into multiple shards of ice, each aimed directly at Roselle. The onsught of ice was too much for her to evade on her own.

  Just as it seemed there was no escape, Runebelle focused her powers on the area around Roselle, creating pilrs of ice, fire, ah that provided a protective shield. However, in her selfless act, Runebelle was struck by one of Daimendo’s shots, the icy projectile pierg through her defense.

  As Runebelle examihe wound where she was shot, she noticed the frost spreading rapidly from the point of impact. The ice began to creep up her body, threatening to encase her in a frozen prison.

  Daimendo, seeing the effects of his pistol’s power, took a moment to expin. “The pistol I wield is infused with the power of Alyssum, the chill of the northern nds. It not only shoots ice, but it carries the essence of that frost, which freeze not only your body but your very spirit. Surrender now, and I might spare you further suffering.”

  Runebelle summohe power of fire within herself. A faint fme enveloped her. She used this elemental warmth to melt away the encroag ice that threateo freeze her. Her small on, now infused with the fiery energy, glowed with an e hue, ready for a.

  Daimendo couldn’t hide his frustration at the turn of events. Runebelle’s resolve and resourcefulness were proving to be a challenge.

  Runebelle assured Roselle, “I hahis. Keep pushing forward.”

  Roselle turo Runebelle, in her eyes, and asked, “Do you really wao leave Daimendo to you? He’s really strong.”

  Runebelle responded, “We don’t have to defeat him, Roselle. You have to find a way to get into the barrier and free Haras and Mystimona. It’s not just about strength.”

  Roselle’s eyes widened. She nodded and said, “You’re right. We don’t have to win here. Just survive, Runebelle.”

  Daimendo called out “Frostbloom” and unleashed his icy power, the grouh Roselle seemed to e alive. Frosty flowers sprouted, their petals glistening with an otherworldly chill. In her haste to evade ining attacks, Roselle iently stepped on one of these ethereal blooms.

  The moment her foot made tact with the delicate, frigid blossom, it reacted with a sudden surge of energy. The frosty cup enveloped Roselle, its wintry embrace gradually eng her in an icy prison.

  Daimendo expined. “My Frostbloom trap immobilize even the most agile of intruders. You’re not going anywhere now. Just give up now, Children.”

  The iergy tio encase Roselle. She desperately summohe power of her Yellow Lightning and tried to break it off of her. The statiergy surged around her like a protective sphere. She attempted to charge at Daimendo, but she was uo escape the cup of Energy surrounding her.

  Daimendo watched her efforts with fusion. “You know, little one, yhtning is impressive, but against my Alyssum powers, it’s utterly pointless. You ’t break free. The chill of Alyssum is relentless, and your powers are no match for it.”

  Despite Roselle’s attempt, her Lightning Surge had no effect against the frigid grasp of Daimendo’s Frostbloom trap. She remained frozen in pce, her powers uo overe the relentless cold.

  Runebelle eled her tent fire element and i into Roselle’s on.

  “Roselle! Use your on now!” she shouted.

  Roselle, feeling the surge of energy from Runebelle’s fire infusion, took aim and fired her on. The resulting bst was a dazzling bination of yellow lightning and fiery power, and it struck the Frostbloom with explosive force. The icy petals shattered aed away, freeing Roselle from her frozen fi.

  Roselle, still panting from her ret ordeal, turo Runebelle with admiration in her eyes. “Runebelle, that was amazing! Your fire infusion really packed a punch.”

  Runebelle managed a small smile. “I’m gd it helped.”

  The discussioween Roselle and Runebelle was cut short by Daimendo’s relentless gunfire. Roselle took a moment to gather her thoughts and energy, but she enveloped herself in a sphere of yellow lightning at the st minute whicreased her speed and allowed her to dash out of the way. She deftly dodged some of Daimendo’s shots and weaved through the Frostblooms; however, while charging forward, she noticed the icy floor spreadih her feet, f an increasingly treacherous path.

  Roselle’s frustration grew. She backtracked to avoid the icy floor, then fired off a lightning-charged bullet in Daimendo’s dire, but the lieutenant simply blocked it with his icased hands.

  “Ugh, this guy is tough!” Roselle muttered with an irritated look.

  In the blink of an eye, Daimendo tio fire off shots, f Roselle into a er with his relentless attack. Roselle realized that there was no time to hesitate. Other officers poised to strike.

  Summoning every ounce of her ce and power, she released a surge of lightning, surrounding her body with a dazzlirifying aura. The lightning expanded outward, growing more intense and taking on a slightly reddish hue as it reached 120% Magic.

  With this surge of power, she mao create a protective barrier of lightning that pushed back the officers’ impending shots. The electrified shield crackled with energy, and Roselle’s eyes locked onto Daimendo.

  Daimendo’s swift and ued movement caught Roselle off guard. He closed the gap between them in an instant with his ice-powered skates gliding along the frozen floor. In a point-bnk shot, he struck Roselle, causio stagger backward and then colpse to the icy ground, groaning in pain.

  As Roselle y there, Daimendo took the opportunity to create a deadly trap. He fired shots at the areas around her, causing Frostbloom flowers to blossom and encase her in a frigid cup of energy. The flowers quickly spread, leaving her with limited mobility.

  Runebelle, watg in helpless horror, shouted “Roselle!”

  Roselle struggled to get ba her feet. Daimendo’s icy grip had taken hold of her, making movement difficult and painful.

  With a cold, calg tone, Daimendo expined her predit, “Stop. If you make one more move, you’ll be ensnared by Frostbloom. You’re out of options, Roselle.”

  Roselle shook her head and insisted, “No, I’m not giving up. Runebelle, I need you to fire your on at me with that fire energy.”

  Runebelle hesitated. “I don’t want to hurt you, Roselle. I ’t do that.”

  Roselle urged, “Runebelle, you have to. It’s the only way to save me. Please, trust me on this!”

  Runebelle nodded relutly. She summoned her small on and i with fire energy, aiming it directly at Roselle.

  Runebelle’s on unleashed a series of shots directed at Roselle. The fire energy bined with healing properties began to mend the freezing wounds on Roselle’s body. The frostblooms around her shattered and the ice’s grip on Roselle faded away.

  Surprised by this development, Roselle smiled and remarked, “That’s incredible, Runebelle. I had no idea you could use your fire energy to heal that way.... You just saved me.”

  Runebelle was equally surprised. Her small on still smoked from the fiery shots. “I didn’t know my fire energy could heal like that either,” she said in disbelief. “Maybe it’s because I focused on my healing energy and fire magic at the same time.”

  Daimendo ented, “That’s quite impressive. I’ve heard of fire energy’s capacity to heal, but usually, it’s a gift reserved for those deeply ected to the element. You two are full of surprises.”

  Roselle smirked at Daimendo . “You haven’t seen half of it yet,” she decred despite the throbbing pain from her earlier injuries.

  Drawing deep within herself, she kicked her magical usage up to 150%. The yellow lightning surrounding her shifted, taking on a reddish hue. The energy crackled and surged, ing her in arifying aura that radiated power. She could feel the raw force c through her veins.

  Roselle murmured to herself, “I have more trol now, but I o be careful. Pushing any further than this, and my magic will start draining too fast.”

  Daimendo watched with fasation. “You really are something else,” he said with a begrudgingly respectful tone. “But even with all that power, do you truly think you defeat me?”

  Roselle didn’t answer with words. Instead, she raised her on and fired a bolt of yellow lightning with red streaks directly at Daimendo. The energy crackled through the air and caused a deafening explosion.

  Daimendo barely had time to react. He skated backwards, summoning another yer of ice to protect himself, but Roselle was relentless. She followed up with a rapid succession of shots, eaore powerful tha.

  Daimendo decided to fire shots at the ground, eng it in ice. Roselle and Runebelle were forced to retreat toward the wall, the area where the officers y unscious from Roselle’s earlier lightning attack. Daimendo’s grin widened, “There we go. Finally got yht where I want you.”

  Daimendo began to speak, “Have you ever heard of Sword Magic? It’s something taught at the Eastern Swod School of Janost people know that swords are the foundation for various ons. These ons take on different shapes and forms, depending on the wielder’s preference. However, what many don’t realize is that sword-based ons are distinct from Sword Magic users. Even if they try to wield a on like a gun as if it were a sword, it won’t ge bato a sword form. I say all this to illustrate the magic I wield—Gun Magic.”

  He tinued, “Sword Magic is fio physical ons, while Gun Magic extends to various firearms, not just pistols. It offers a broader range of possibilities. Now, how will you two deal with that?”

  Daimendo delved deeper. “Much like Sword Magic, Gun Magic also es in different levels. Let me demonstrate,” he said, preparing to showcase his abilities.

  Daimendo uttered a release and for his Gun Magic: “Alyssum, Release: Level 1: Winter Gale!”

  In a moment’s notice, his pistol transformed, evolving into an advanced, rger firearm that radiated an aura of icy power, ready to unleash its wintry might.

  As Daimendo eled energy into his enhanced on, a magic circle appeared in front of it, creating a vacuum that started pulling Roselle and Runebelle toward its frigid core. The never-ending barrage of cold air and ice shards spewed forth from the on, making it nearly impossible for the sisters to avoid the assault. The frozen ground offered little tra, leaving them with nothing to hold onto.

  The vacuum of Daimendo’s on pulled Roselle and Runebelle closer. The relentless barrage of icy air and shards made it almost impossible for them to escape. The frozen ground also left them with no grip, and their situation became dire.

  Amidst the chaos, Roselle and Runebelle struggled to find a way out of the relentless vacuum and the storm of ice. Daimendo grinned, “My on has not yet fired; it’s merely drawing in energy.”

  Roselle’s eyes widened in shock. “He hasn’t fired yet?” she muttered to Runebelle.

  Runebelle’s face mirrored her sister’s disbelief. “Then what’s going to happen when he does?”

  Daimendo’s grin widened. “You’re about to withe true power of Gun Magic.“Daimendo pulled the trigger. “Winter Gale: Fire!”

  The on discharged its amassed energy in a cataclysmic bst. An explosion engulfed the entire room with a might that drowned out all other sounds. What was the fate of Roselle and Runebelle?