The Mirror's Trap and the Severed Path

  Jazz's heart pounded in her chest as Raven's words echoed through the chamber. Her grip oaff tightened.

  "Prius! Quickly!" she shouted, urgency clear in her voice.

  Prius reacted instantly. "Divine Cloth!" A shimmering energy enveloped Jazz, her movements now fluid and swift. She wasted no time.

  "Burning Will!" she roared, her staff radiating an intense heat. A torrent of bzing fire surged forth, aimed directly at Raven.

  But before her very eyes, the fmes bent—redirected mid-air. The inferno stru unforeseen target: a massive, mirror-like entity that had seemingly materialized before Raven.

  "The Elemental Mirreneral…" Jazz muttered in shock.

  Raven smirked. "So, it was you after all."

  The Mirreneral absorbed the Burning Will's energy, its polished surface gleaming ominously. Then, as if in mockery, the creature sent the attack hurtling back toward Jazz. She barely mao evade, rolling to the side as searing fmes scorched the ground where she had stood.

  Raven crossed his arms. "I will watch you again and again… as you struggle, overwhelmed by the Mirror and The Chieftain."

  Breaking the Signal, Shattering the Pn

  Oher side of the battlefield, Patty acted quickly, grasping the remote that had been given to them by Data. His fingers moved swiftly over the buttons—

  But before he could activate it, Raven blurred into motion. A chilling ssh cut through the air, and in an instant, Patty's scream rang out.

  His hand—along with the remote—fell to the ground, severed in a single merciless stroke.

  "Patty!" Ford shouted in horror as blood spttered across the cold dungeon floor. Patty colpsed to his knees, clutg the stump where his hand had been. His breath came in ragged gasps, his face torted in pain.

  The remote shattered upon impact, its pos scattering across the floor in a useless heap.

  "Damn it!" Jazz gritted her teeth, staring at Raven in fury. "You bastard—"

  DATA ter Floor 20- Each Floor Wisdom have their own Data ter That eg all floor

  Far away, in another location, Data and Teo jolted as their sensors detected a.

  "Signal lost," Teuttered grimly. "The remote has beeroyed."

  Data's expression darkened. "That means… they're in serious trouble."

  Data quickly analyzed the floor's status wheiced the signal had been lost. His eyes widened in arm—nearly all passages from Floor 1 to 50 had been opened.

  "No… this isn't natural," Data muttered, his fingers flying over the keyboard. "A sudden surge of energy… That's what caused it. Something—or someone—is f these floors open all at once."

  Before he could react further, a message alert fshed on his s.

  It was from Uno, the Chairman of the Adventurer's Hall.

  "Emergency! A dragon has been entered!"

  Data ched his fists, rapidly typing ands to close as many passages as he could. But even with his speed, his Tech Three wasn't enough to seal them all. Another alert fshed across his s.

  A single ominous message: "Where is the Zombie King?"

  Data froze. "Zombie King…? That's impossible. He 't be back…"

  Before he could respond, his entire system shut down, the s flickering into darkness.

  Data gritted his teeth. "I must first save the adventurers on Floor 20."

  Desperation fueled his as as he attempted to access the remainie handled by Ford's party. He watched the loading bar crawl forward at a frustrating pace.

  "What?!" Data excimed. "The signal is also disrupted… current e: 10%."

  Suddenly, Data turo Teo. "Check the Dungeon Gate! Something's interfering with the signal."

  Teo nodded and swiftly departed to iigate. A few mier, his voice crackled through the s.

  "Data! The Dungeon Gate is surrounded by aric Surge Field. That's why our e is so slow!"

  Data's jaw tightened. "Damn it… Current e: 20%. We don't have time for this."

  The Battlefield's Divide

  Back at the dungeon, Raven sat zily on a nearby stone, watg the chaos unfold. He smirked, his voice cold and sharp.

  "If you try to run or pull something like that mage did… I will slice your remaining body into pieces."

  His words sent a chill down the spines of the adventurers.

  Ford tightened his grip on his sword, stepping forward. "We'll hahe Elemental Mirreneral. Hanzo, you and the others—buy us time against the Warchief until we finish this thing."

  Hanzo let out a deep sigh, adjusting his stance. "Do we even have another choice?"

  The battle was far from over.