Aetheric Chronicles: Reborn As An Extra

The clearing quaked under the weight of the battle erupting around them. Adrian stood alert, his calm gaze sweeping over the chaos outside.

He didn't notice the envoy's disappearance, he must have used the chaos to his advantage.

Sparks flew as the hunters clashed with the elvin warriors, their strikes shaking the ground beneath them. The magical barrier surrounding the trainees trembled with each blow, glowing faintly as it absorbed the force of stray spells and attacks.

"T-They're insane!" one of the trainees shouted, his voice trembling with panic.

"We're stuck in here like sitting ducks!" another yelled, clutching their weapon tightly.

"Yet, they're out there fighting without even thinking about us?!" a younger trainee added, his fear twisting into frustration.

Aurelius scanned the group briefly, his sharp eyes assessing their mounting fear. But his attention shifted to a hooded figure standing in their midst, just behind him. The figure had been silent the entire time, their head bowed as though deep in thought.

Suddenly, the figure stepped forward, their movements deliberate. With a swift motion, they flung back their hood, revealing sleek black hair, golden draconic eyes glowing with an inner fire, and a pair of curved horns that gleamed faintly under the barrier's light.

Gasps rippled through the trainees, their fear giving way to shock. Before anyone could speak, the draconic figure's body began to shift.

Golden light flared around him as wings—large, powerful, and edged with scales—unfurled from his back with an audible snap. His hands transformed, claws elongating as scales crept up his arms, glinting like armor. His presence was commanding, exuding an aura that silenced the group's whispers instantly.

"What are you all waiting for?!" the draconic boy bellowed, his voice booming with fiery rage and attitude. "The Rebellion begins now! Let's start already!"

His words electrified the air.

Trainees instinctively straightened, their previous panic replaced by a mix of awe and determination. Even though many of them didn't understand the meaning, they got swept in the wave.

The ground beneath them trembled once more as the barrier began to crack, spiderwebbing under the relentless assault of spells from outside.

Aurelius's gaze snapped to Adrian, their eyes locking for a brief moment.

A thousand unspoken words passed between them in that glance—this was the moment they had been waiting for. Aurelius then scanned the Avengers scattered among the trainees, each of them subtly nodding in return. It was time.

Aurelius took a step forward, his voice rising with fervor. "Rebellion of Freedom—starts!"

The Avengers and trainees prepared to join the fray, adrenaline coursing through their veins.

But just as they were about to move, a sudden stillness blanketed the clearing.

The air changed, becoming heavier yet charged with an ethereal energy. A soft, resonating hum began to fill the space, and the chaos outside ground to a halt. All eyes turned toward the now fully open cocoon at the center of the clearing.

A glowing figure began to emerge from within, her form both radiant and commanding. Draped in flowing garments that shimmered like leaves kissed by sunlight, her presence was breathtaking.

Her hair cascaded down her back in a cascade of green and gold, and her eyes gleamed with the wisdom of centuries. Each step she took seemed to bring life to the ground beneath her feet, flowers blooming in her wake.

The Mother of Nature had arrived.

For a moment, the entire battlefield froze, a collective breath held in reverence and shock. Her gaze swept across the clearing, taking in the chaos and destruction. She raised a hand, and the very air seemed to ripple, her power radiating outward like a soothing balm. The barriers around the trainees flickered, their oppressive glow dimming slightly.

But the stillness didn't last.

The hunters were the first to recover from their shock, their expressions twisting into wicked grins.

"She's here!" one of them hissed, his voice dripping with anticipation.

"Move to phase two!" barked the broad-shouldered leader. His voice cut through the momentary silence like a blade, snapping his forces back into action.

The elvin warriors tensed, readying themselves to support their Queen at all costs.

But things didn't progress as many expected they would.

Everyone noticed the sudden shift in the hunters' tactics caused unease to ripple through their ranks.

Then, more than half of the hunters—about 35—abruptly stopped fighting. Without a word, they retreated to a central point and began forming a thick, black barrier around themselves. It rose swiftly, dark and impenetrable, its surface swirling with ominous energy. The remaining hunters formed a defensive ring around the barrier, their stances rigid and protective.

"What are they doing?" one trainee whispered, his voice quivering as he pressed against the cracking magical shield that separated them from the chaos.

"I don't know," Adrian muttered under his breath, his sharp eyes narrowing as he observed the hunters' strange actions. 'They are probably setting 'that' up...'

"Darn it, I want to fight them too!"

The draconic boy beside him growled softly, his golden eyes burning with barely-contained anger.

The Queen's gaze hardened as she took in the scene. Things were progressing as that cautious boy told her to. In that case...

"My children!" Her commanding voice rang out, clear and unyielding. "Drive these intruders from our sacred ground!"

"For Mother Nature!"

"For our children!"

The elvin warriors roared in response, their movements swift and precise as they launched their assault on the hunters. Arrows imbued with magic sliced through the air, roots erupted from the ground to ensnare enemies, and fire blazed in intricate patterns.

They finally learned where their missing children went - it was all these scumbag invaders' doing!

Yet, despite their relentless onslaught, the hunters held their ground, defending the black barrier with unwavering determination.

Even though there were more than 60 strong elvins, they couldn't completely defeat or overwhelm the 30 or so guarding Hunters.

'Tsk, it seems I need to join too.' Queen of Nature thought noticing the disparity between two sides.

Thus the Queen herself joined the fray.

"Abiat Eni Tingla..." (Oh, Nature, head my call...)

Raising her hands, she summoned the four elements in the form of nature to her command. The ground beneath her enemies erupted in jagged spikes of earth, fire rained down from the sky, torrents of water surged through their ranks, and powerful gusts of wind swept hunters off their feet.

"BANG!"

"BOOOM!"

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