The Nightmare of Anthonian's Hushed Rescue

Anthonian, a city on the East side of Gloricon, was now remembered for the infamous incident. Most of its billboards displayed the same slideshow. Specifically, the billboards showed the blood-red silhouette of the burly man standing on a sea of black blood filled with the dying cape heroes.

The city also maintained a floating small bubbly-shaped building in the middle of the road, carrying giant jade half-body statues of the two muscular mans-colliding their fists. The man on the left had his hair being reshaped until it closely reassembled a letter D and the right one was the bearded man who wore a torn suit

Below the clashing statues, glimmering bluish letters stated, "The Final Fight Between Sirgion and Don Golzulin!!". The statue of the final battle became the main attraction as some of the citizens darted their wandering stares at the statue. Even kids near the statues dropped their impressed jaws especially when they gazed upon Sirgion.

A human-size white cocoon emerged in the middle of the alleyway near the glittering red building across the statue. The cocoon brimmed on a yellow orb in the middle above, acting as an eye for the hidden user within it. Furthermore, none of the citizens walking past the alleyway noticed or were even slightly aware of the cocoon's presence, as if it were like an invisible being.

"Cocoon of Silence is quite a useful technique as no one could see its presence or even hear my voice," Casmine's voice came out from the cocoon before she let out her heavy breath. "It even allows me to see the famous statue in silence.

"However….there is a bothering risk on holding this spell," Casmine added, 

Casmine repeatedly exhaled her burdensome air, "It drained some of my power especially the longer I held this."

"Luckily, The Ghost Compass showed that my location is near the prison that sealed Don Golzulin," Casmine mumbled gladly and chuckled. " I just need to fly for around 600 meters."

"About the lie for convincing him," Casmine whimpered, heaving the orb above and glimpsing the clear view of the orange late afternoon sky. "Let's hope it works."

The cocoon speedily hovered until it was above the building near the alleyway, flickering the silver flashes through its surface and whirling the yellowish orb. With the flash broadening its reach temporarily, the cocoon soared upward like a jet plane being launched to send it to its destined location.

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A vast forest on the South border of Anthonian, a rounded-circular shape building with pristine silver color rested in the center. Animals such as birds or deer couldn't glimpse at the building as it was cloaked by the transparent barrier, blocking its physical presence in the forest.

A group of translucent red holographic letters stated, "Hellbent Prison" planted in the center of the circular building. The prison building even contained the tall black pillar glimmering the whirling light throughout its surroundings, ensuring its safety from potential invaders. Even the prison was guarded by the three bulking robots with the jade turtle shell containing crimson gems dug in the center and golden elongated hands that took a close semblance of the lion heads.

From the village of forest on the far right, the floating cocoon smoothly landed and rotated its glistening eye to the left. The recent landing only poured suspicion on Casmine who remained inside as she exhaled a heavy breath, commanding the orb-like eye toward the robots.

It seems the government raised its defenses here, especially with Inflitator Buster Units. Perhaps, I should enhance my speed that can make those annoying robots unable to detect me. Even though it will speed up Cocoon of Slience's period to 20 seconds, I have no choice.

The cocoon illuminated the cloudy white gleams through its surface, transitioning the color of the orb-like eye into a dark grey. A blistering gale gushed from the cocoon as it flew closer to the entrance gate of the prison, summoning more gales. The gales gathered on the side part of the cocoon until it merged into windy wings.

With the wings constantly flapped, the cocoon hurled into the entrance gate, radiating twinkling flashes through its orb. Its speedy movement didn't even blow the grasses or trees nearby to dance, as if it was like a being from another dimension. The three robots who monitored the surroundings couldn't detect the cocoon's presence as they surveyed the empty landscape.

Even when the cocoon flew beside the robots, they didn't flinch or recognize its cloaked gliding. A breezy relief washed into Casmine as she sighed and hushedly giggled, grasping the successful opportunity of the silent invasion. The cocoon gushed more gales on the back pushing it t closer toward the circular building, emitting the steaming gray smoke from below.

"Good. Good. Those robots couldn't even receive a slight glimpse of my presence,' Casmine spoke gladly.

"Which means this silent prison break process is a literal piece of cake,'' Casmine concluded excitedly.

Hence, she ordered the hopping of the cocoon onto the top of the circular building, vaulting over the rest of the guarding robots. The cocoon plummeted further when unbridling the wavering winds from its orb-like eye until it sunk through the prison entrance like a ghost, successfully venturing inside.

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After a few seconds had passed, The cocoon finally fell on the lowest level of the prison's side. More precisely, it landed in the room filled with compacted black-steel plates within the interior, flickering the striking blue lines on its gaping lines. Prison cells with solidified black barriers cover the entire left and right of the room, reducing the wavering wind into nothingness from the cocoon's eye.

Inside the cocoon itself, Casmine was securely sealed by the enfolding white slime on her entire body, similar to a human being consumed by the slime. On the right side of her above, the floating compass consistently marks its arrow to the front, radiating the jade lights on the pointing arrow. 

Casmine rotated her hefty neck to the front, moving the eye on the cocoon to the center at the same time. She puffed a large wave of a wing from her lung when took one last glance at the floating compass. The wind wings rapidly flustered, allowing the cocoon to initiate the fluent dash.

As the cocoon resumed to fly forward, the inmates of the prison cells were unable to grasp its sighting. Moreover, the inmates focused on lying on the ground, mopping in bitterness, and walking in a circle to hope they could be free one day. The inmates wore holographic black collars that sprawled the branching lavender vines into the neck and wore rugged gray prison attires.

Like before, the inmates could not grasp the cocoon's physical presence with its special stealth technique. Guards wearing compacted bluish holographic armor and holding their rifles on the door nearby couldn't feel the presence of the speeding cocoon flying past their cells.

Even when the cocoon closely flew on the armored guards standing in front of the humongous blue metallic door, their senses couldn't detect any semblance of its presence. The gliding cocoon blew the blistering gales that pushed it onto the door, phasing through easily and entering the next room.

As it entered the room, the cocoon raced forward like a bolt of thunder that flew past all the prison cells on the left and right. The windy wings also constantly clapped its wings especially when the cocoon faced the three paths of the road on the front. The cocoon quickly summoned the dashing gale to hurl it onto the center path, spreading its blistering wind that raised its speedy motion.

'His prison cell is quite close now,' Casmine thought as the orb eye on the cocoon moved to the left.

'I might not have much time to keep Cocoon of Silence, but I believe it's enough to both find and capture him too,' Casmine added.

The cocoon suddenly halted its speeding flight when it encountered a humongous circular projection on its path. It cleanly witnessed the giant lavender portal inside the bluish projection. A flock of floating pitch-black holographic words stated "The Pit of Nightmare of Anthonian".

As the cocoon was about to flee closer, it began to dim like a dying lamp, pouring bitter distress into Casmine with her groaning. Each time the cocoon glided to the portal, more of its surface sluggishly faded. Even the wings dissolved piece by piece, spinning the orb in the center above.

'Guess I don't have much time left to hold this form,' Casmine thought, positioning the orb eye onto the portal's spinning motion. 

Casmine proudly giggled, 'Luckily, I find The Nightmare of Anthonian slumbering prison, inside that pocket dimension.'

Without hesitation, the cocoon leaps through the giant portal, successfully dragging it into its depths. Despite the time of maintaining Cocoon of Silence was near end Casmine remained persistent on resuming the silent prison break flow, especially with the orb radiating pale white gleams briefly.

A marching storm from the getaway of the portal aggressively blew into the cocoon, pausing its fleeing movement. A more pressuring storm came onto the cocoon that jounced her away. However, the cocoon didn't fully fly off due to the windy wings lined up on its front, acting as it blockading shield.

The cocoon vaporized the wings by hopping up and vacuuming its remains into the orb-like eye, dazzling white gleams. Behind the cocoon, a thick mass of whirling wind blew on its back and catapulted the floating cocoon further into the depth. It also shimmered the folding white barrier, ignoring the storm pressure as it continuously fell like a meteor.

Nevertheless, the cocoon blustered a hurricane from its back after the wave storm gushed onto it. The enfolding barrier raised its brightness like a night lantern throughout the purplish realm the longer it fell. At last, the cocoon ended its fall when it smoothly landed on the violet-mist ground beneath, departing the white barrier's presence and propelling the orb to the left.

'I thought there would be a surprise,' Casmine mumbled gladly.

'Instead, I landed smoothly in here,' Casmine admitted, hushedly giggling. 'I must admit, it's mostly luck.'

'The same luck that showed me this,' Casmine added.

The cocoon lifted the orb-like eye upward and dissolved the hurricane away from its back before it hovered especially when it began to blink again like a dying lamp. Then, Casmine panted in surprise at the discovery in front of her especially when the cocoon stopped its motion. 

A discovery was none other than a naked hulking man with his brown hair tidily being formed into a letter D, trapped in an unconscious state. Moreover, the man's hands and legs were each shackled by four black energy chains. More observation was conducted by the dying cocoon with its spinning orb, swiftly flying until it gained the slumbering man's close distance.

'It seemed the prison not only put him into an endless slumber, but it also stopped his aging,' Casmine assumed. 'No wonder he never got old.'

'Anyway, let's teleport him into a safe place I marked on the hill nearby the forest.' Casmine thought.

Patrying white flashes illuminated throughout the cocoon's front side, summoning the horde of soft slimy hands that lengthened to the unconscious man. The slimy hands neatly clutched onto the naked man's shackled limbs, siphoning the pale-white mist from their palms. The mists softly sheathed the man as no sign of reaction clicked on.

The cocoon sluggishly towed the muscular man as he was contained inside the enfolding mist. A small white light shone throughout the man when the cocoon bumped into the man's stomach. It evoked a chaining reaction as the light reshaped into the blinding wave shrouding the small chunk of the prison's space.

Therefore, the wave disseminated faster than the blink of an eye, unfolding the man and the cocoon was no longer visible to the naked eye. The disappearance of the Night spontaneously triggered the ear-piercing alarm throughout the prison as well as the distorted robotic repeatedly announcing in distress, "Alert, Alert Alert, Don Golzulin has escaped from his prison!!". 

A few seconds after the silent prison break occurred, the cocoon respawned from the brimming white flashes, transporting it to the lower part of the empty hill blowing a freezing wind on its surroundings. As the white flashes shrunk down, the cocoon finally scattered into thousand ashes fleeted to above.

The departure of the cocoon returned Casmine into the physical world as she recently landed on the ground, holding her chest with exhausted sweat poured over her neck. Her legs were also shuddered, encouraging her to stretch her left foot until the bone being pulled sound echoed.

She wiped out the sweat on her forehead, inhaling the freezing air and quickly gushing it out from her lungs. With the exhausted feeling washed away, Casmine steered her anticipative sight toward the naked man who slowly opened his eyes. He placed his hand on the forehead with dizziness stung into him, grunting in tiresome.

Casmine reluctantly released a high-pitched cough, luring the naked man to get up and turning his attention toward her. A dumbfounded gaze painted the man's entire face, especially with Casmine offering her hand to him. He could only scratch his head and shook his head, falling into the incrudility.

"Pleasure to meet you, The Nightmare of Don Golzulin," Casmine greeted the man and introduced herself, "I am Casmine, the one who rescued you from the Hellbent Prison." 

Don Golzulin heaved his stern furrow and replied, "How long I stayed in that prison, young woman?"

"Ever since you lost the battle in Anthonian," Casmine said assertively. "Most likely ten years."

Don Golzulin burst out laughing, "That's quite a long time of me enjoying the irritating slumber."

"And why do you decide to rescue me?" Don Golzulin asked curiously, pinching his chin and guessing. "Do you have some kind of deal that I must comply with?"

Casmine enticingly chortled, "Oh you are a clever one."

"The deal is simple, I can help you to find Galerior Tremerior's murderer," Casmine proposed. 

"8 years ago when he tried to rescue you, a man named, Pendoswing killed him in cold blood," Casmine explained. 

A cautious gasp was breathed out from Don Golzulin the longer he fixated his watchful glance at the young woman. Guilt might consume him shortly as he whimpered, but a bleak furrow clouded The Hulking Man's face. He rested his pinching hand, emanating the wild jet-black aura on his knuckles.

"Then, why did Pendoswing decide to kill him in the first place?" Don Golzulin asked. 

Casmine shed tears of sorrow and bittered, "Because that monster only cared to find a new subject for testing his power!"

"And sadly that vile monster chose Galerior as his first target," Casmine professed, fueling her face with a resentful look. 

"I see," Don Golzulin replied and cleared his throat. "And you must be one of Galerior's concubines right?"

Casmine nodded and cleaned the dropping tears, "Correct. He was the only one who treated nicely and fairly."

"And he even taught me how to master my power such as the one I used to rescue you!!" Casmine explained and continued in remorse. "When I witnessed he was killed by Pendoswing in front of me….I was so devastated!!"

"Sadly…my power alone couldn't defeat Pendoswing, so that's why I freed you," Casmine added. "So will you avenge him."

Don Golzulin groaned, "You're quite know well about him. I'm not surprised Galerior will try his recruit a disciple who is also his lover too."

"I do want to avenge him," Don Golzulin admitted, folding the young woman's offering hand despite his left eye halfly heaved in suspicion, "Of course, I will comply with your deal."

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