Frieda!

"Me? Yes, look, Felix, even he said I am beautiful."

Felix looked at her and replied, "Are you an idiot?"

"Ahem. So, Ms. Frieda, I would like you to come with me to Opirath."

"I'm on my way to Opirath too, haha, but I have Emma and Felix with me. I will go with them."

Felix sighed, placing his finger on his temple in frustration.

"Frieda, you should think before you tell someone about yourself," Felix said.

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"Ahem! So, Ms. Frieda, are you coming with me, or will I have to use force?"

Everyone in the compartment became tense.

"Hahaha, now everyone is paying attention," said the red man.

Felix stepped in front of Frieda and stated firmly, "She is not going anywhere."

"Oh, Mr. Felix, I know you as well. You shouldn't be out in the open."

Felix glared at him in anger, while Frieda and Emma looked shocked. Luna hid behind Emma.

"Felix, do you know this guy?" Frieda asked.

"Ms. Frieda, he and I have a long relationship. We can discuss it once I'm done taking you to Opirath with me."

"And I said I am staying with my friends. I won't come with you," she said with determination. 

In a deep voice, the red guy replied, "It seems I will have to use force." 

The ticket collector looked at the red guy, adorned with feathers, not understanding what he meant by "force." Suddenly, a loud noise of footsteps echoed down the corridor approaching compartment number 28. 

"It seems my subordinates are here," he said. 

He grabbed Frieda by her hands and cast a spell on her, causing her to lose control and faint. Felix quickly moved to support Frieda and hid her behind himself.

"Now now Mr. Felix you shouldn't go against me. You should know better than anybody else what we might do to your father."

A group of officers wearing orange uniforms entered the compartment, turning it into chaos. Emma and Luna hid beneath a table while Felix prepared to fight.

"Mr. Felix, you should not try to start a fight with me." He removes his red hat, revealing blonde hair. Felix looks shocked, wondering which magic tier this person might belong to. It was definitely not someone below his level.

"As you can see, I am a magic tier-4 user. Do you really think you can win in a fight against me?" 

Felix smirks. "We won't know until we fight."

"I like your confidence. But confidence alone is not enough in a battle against someone who is clearly above you in terms of magic."

"You should talk less and prepare to be defeated by me."

"It seems you will not back down."

"Uh, it's the same sensation, that dark energy I felt earlier with Felix," Emma thought to herself. She looked up from beneath the table and saw Felix's entire body beginning to produce black smoke. In the rush of people trying to get inside the compartment, Emma and Luna found themselves coughing and shivering.

Felix could manipulate the black smoke, turning it into any shape he wanted. He created a fist and hit a group of officers, who fell to the floor.

The red guy opens his feathers, revealing a beautiful combination of white and red. He looks ready to fly at any moment.

"Two of them gone. Ah, where is that feather guy? I can't find him."

Felix glanced around the compartment but couldn't find the red guy. The group of officers began to target Felix together. They charged at him, and one by one, making a ball and moving their bodies to fall on him. In response, Felix created a shield of black smoke to protect himself and, with a surge of force, knocked them all down.

"What are these incompetent subordinates of that guy doing? They have no combat experience," Felix thought to himself.

"You are just wasting my time. Where is your boss?" Felix demanded. 

"Hahaha! Mr. Grimm has left. We've got you now!" one of the subordinate officers replied.

In a panic, Felix looked around, but he couldn't find Frieda anywhere. In a fit of anger, he shouted, "I WON'T LET YOU OFF EASILY!" At that moment, dark smoke began to swirl around him, taking the shape of a dragon.

The chaos escalated, causing the whole block of the train where compartment 28 was located to break apart. The windows shattered, and a person flew out of the window, holding Frieda in his arms.

Felix remained busy battling the officers, while the ticket collector attempted to flee toward the next block but got stepped on by the officers.

Luna realized that Frieda was not nearby. She began jumping, and Emma held her tight. 

"When will it stop? Someone, please stop it! Someone, please make it stop!" Emma muttered. 

Luna threw Emma off and found her way out of the window, running in the direction of Frieda. Emma didn't realize that Luna had left; she was caught in a cycle of anxiety, muttering, "Stop it, stop it, someone please stop!"

"Where is Luna?" she asked herself. Growing more anxious, she began searching for Luna. One of the subordinates found her and held her tightly.

Suddenly, she shouted, "AHHHH! STOP IT!" The block of the train exploded, breaking apart into small pieces. All the officers and the ticket collector were thrown from the moving train, landing in the forest through which the train had been passing. All of them got seriously injured. 

The train continued its journey towards the city of Opirath. Despite a missing block, the other blocks of the train followed the magical train without interruption. People in the other blocks were unaware of anything amiss; they focused on their issues as they headed to their respective work. Burdened with their own problems to deal with.

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"Stop it! Stop it!"

"Calm down."

"Stop.. Stop it, stop it, Someone please!"

"Calm down."

"Someone, please!"

"Emma! CALM DOWN! OPEN YOUR EYES," Felix shouted.

Emma halted her anxious mutterings and slowly opened her eyes, the vibrant greens of the grass coming into focus beneath her. She found herself sprawled on a sprawling meadow. Beside her sat Felix, his expression was that of worry and relief as he looked at her opening her eyes. 

As she took in the scene, she realized they were utterly alone in this expansive wilderness; the horizon stretched out endlessly, dotted with wildflowers that painted the landscape in hues of yellow, purple, and red. The sun dipped low in the sky, casting a golden glow that warmed her skin, and she could hear the subtle rustle of leaves.

An uncanny stillness enveloped the meadow, amplifying the sensation of isolation. No voices echoed in the distance, no figures interrupted the serene view before her. Just the two of them, surrounded by an ocean of greenery beneath a picture of brilliant orange and pink as the sun prepared set.

She looked at her surroundings, rubbing her eyes, trying to get up. "Where are we?" she asks.

"I don't know," Felix replied in a monotone voice.