A blue haired Dragon Slayer, Wendy, is traveling in the woods alone to complete her quest. From the guild of Fairy Tail, she chooses a mission from the bulletin board. According to the assignment, a gang of thieves have stolen many rare types of loot at midnight. Anyone who attempted ward off the enemy has failed. Therefore, a wizard who uses magic is wanted to defeat these villains and to return the loots. Wendy overhears a rumor that the thieves will steal a dangerous special orb that can steal magic.
As time approaches midnight at nighttime, Wendy is too late. The orb is already stolen. Shadowy figures snoop around in the woods, running away. That must be them! She follows the suspects, using her nose of a Dragon Slayer to sniff them out. Inhaling a large quantity of air into her lungs, “Roar of the Sky Dragon,” she exhales a beam of high pressure wind. The violent vortex of wind creates a path, knocking down the trees and obstacles in its way and alarming the group thieves.
“A wizard?” A cloaked figure signals the other seven figures to go on without him.
“Return the orb back to where it belongs!” Wendy demands.
Pulling an object from his pocket, he reveals a purple orb, glowing with an evil aura, “You’re referring to this, aren’t you? You’ll have to come and get it yourself.”
With no other option, Wendy engages battle. She spread her arms open, “Sky Dragon’s Wing Attack,” and she unleashes a violent whirlwind from both of her arms, twisting and rotating at the target.
“Void magic…” An invisible sphere expands throughout the woods, dispersing Wendy’s attack.
Suddenly, Wendy feels the air in her lungs being forcefully exhaled. There is not a trace of air around her, and she cannot breathe. Everything is dark at night; she couldn’t see her opponent very clear. She tries to speak, “…,” but no sound expels from her voice. Without air for sound to vibrate, sound cannot exist. Wendy hears absolute silence with nothing to inhale. “It’s no use… I can’t breathe. No… I can’t give up. There must be a limit to how far this void exists.” Wendy runs in the opposite direction, away from the castor of this spell. A few steps later, she collapses onto her knees. She feels her mind beginning to shut down, and her vision starts the blur. Tilting aside, she lays unconscious in the middle of the woods.
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