Episode 3

Jasmine's expression faltered, a flicker of guilt crossing her face, as she knelt beside Lena, her voice softening: "I'm sorry, Lena. I never meant to hurt you. But I couldn't let you continue down this path. Your obsession with the forbidden arts would have destroyed you, and others. I was trying to protect you, even if it meant keeping secrets from you." Lena's gaze searched Jasmine's face, seeking truth, and for a moment, their eyes locked in a silent understanding, before Lena's face contorted in anguish, and she whispered: "You're just like all the others...using me for your own purposes..."Lena? But you are the one using people.

Lena's eyes flashed with anger and hurt, but then, a cold, hard mask slipped over her face, and she spat out the words: "How dare you. You know nothing about me. I'm the only one who truly understands what needs to be done. And I'll stop at nothing to achieve it." As she spoke, her body began to shift, her limbs twisting and contorting in ways that seemed impossible, her eyes burning with an otherworldly energy, and Jasmine and Alya exchanged a worried glance, knowing they were facing a foe who had crossed into the realm of darkness. "Lena I forgive you for trying to kill me" Alya said, But you need to stop stealing the memory of others.

Lena's twisted form froze, her eyes flashing with a mix of shock and rage, as Alya's words struck a chord deep within her. For a moment, the darkness seemed to recede, and a glimmer of the old Lena shone through, before being extinguished by a wave of malevolent fury. "You think you can forgive me?" Lena's voice was a venomous hiss. "You think you're better than me? I'll show you what true power looks like. And as for memories...I'll take yours next, Alya. And Jasmine's. And I'll use them to fuel my ascent to greatness." The air seemed to grow colder, as Lena's darkness deepened, and the shadows themselves appeared to coalesce into twisted, living tendrils that reached out to snare her enemies.

Lena, but mum warned us not to use our powers for evil but for good deeds. Lena's face contorted in a snarl, as if the mention of her mother's words was a physical blow. "Shut up! You don't get to mention her! You don't get to use her words against me!" She spat, her voice dripping with venom. "I know what she said, I know what she wanted...but she's gone now. And I'm the one who's left to carry on her legacy...my way." The darkness around her seemed to pulse with an otherworldly energy, as if feeding off her emotions, and her eyes flashed with a malevolent light. "I'll show you what true power looks like. I'll show you what it means to be a master of the forbidden arts."

"Seems you want it the hard way Lena." Alya said. Lena's eyes flashed with a fierce light, as she sneered at Alya. "Oh, I want it the hard way. I want to see you try to stop me. I want to see you try to defeat me." She raised her hands, and the shadows around her seemed to coalesce into dark, twisted tendrils that reached out to ensnare Alya. "Come on, sister. Let's end this. Let's see who's the stronger one." The air was electric with tension, as the two sisters faced off, their powers locked in a struggle that would only end with one of them victorious. Jasmine watched, her heart heavy with sorrow, knowing that this was a battle that would change everything forever.

Suddenly Alya raised her hands and a bright light emerged from the darkness. The light was like a beacon, piercing through the shadows and illuminating the dark tendrils that had threatened to consume Alya. The tendrils recoiled, hissing like living serpents, as the light washed over them, banishing the darkness and sending it fleeing back to the depths of Lena's twisted soul. Lena herself stumbled back, her eyes shielding themselves from the intensity of the light, her face contorted in a mixture of rage and pain. "No...you can't...!" she screamed, but her words were drowned out by the light, which grew brighter and brighter, until it was like a small sun in the room, filling every corner with its radiance. And in the center of it all, Alya stood tall, her hands still raised, her eyes shining with a fierce inner light, as if she had become a vessel for the very essence of goodness itself.

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