The Cursed Extra: Bloodline of Sacrifice

[POV: Vynesaa El'Leather]

I should've stuck with those two idiots.

The thought crossed Vynesaa's mind as she moved through the dense forest in the morning.

Lyrius and Calenthir had value, but they also had greed.

They would try to steal her points the moment they got the chance.

So she left them.

Now, only around 100 students remained.

And yet—she hadn't found him yet.

Where is Ed?

She frowned, adjusting her grip on her sword.

Her instincts were screaming at her—something was watching.

A presence.

She turned sharply.

A figure stood ahead.

Long, flowing cerulean hair.

Piercing sapphire eyes.

A trident strapped to her back, but in her hand—a slender silver sword, shimmering with an eerie blue light.

Seraphina.

The mermaid princess.

The moment their gazes met, a current of invisible tension crackled between them.

Predators recognizing each other.

Seraphina's lips curled slightly. "You've been searching for someone. Disappointed that you found me instead?"

Vynesaa smiled back. "No. Excited."

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Live Broadcast – Commentator Booth

"YES! That's it! This is the match we've been waiting for!"

"A battle between royalty! Princess vs. Princess!"

"Nature against Water! Swords against Swords! Vynesaa El'Leather vs. Seraphina!"

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Neither of them wasted a second.

The moment their battle began, Seraphina lunged forward, closing the gap instantly with frightening speed.

CLANG!

Their swords clashed, sending a sharp metallic ring through the air.

Vynesaa held firm, feet digging into the dirt, but Seraphina's strength was greater than she expected.

She's strong.

Seraphina's wrist twisted, redirecting the pressure on the blade, trying to break Vynesaa's balance.

At the same time—

Water erupted from the ground beneath Vynesaa's feet.

A sudden, powerful torrent aimed to knock her off balance.

But Vynesaa reacted fast—

Vines exploded from the ground, anchoring her feet in place.

She grinned. "Nice trick."

Seraphina didn't reply. She just twisted her blade.

The water swirling around her suddenly froze into shards of ice, sharp and lethal, and with a flick of her wrist—

They shot toward Vynesaa.

Fast.

Vynesaa's body twisted.

Her sword danced, slicing through the incoming projectiles, but Seraphina was already moving again.

Step. Step. Dash.

She was fast. Faster than expected.

Her sword flashed like liquid silver, aiming for Vynesaa's shoulder.

Vynesaa tilted her head—barely dodging.

CLANK!

Their swords met again.

The sheer force sent a shockwave rippling outward, tearing through the battlefield.

For a moment—Seraphina had the upper hand.

Her fluid movements made her difficult to read.

Unpredictable.

Water moved at her command, shifting mid-strike, creating openings that shouldn't exist.

Vynesaa gritted her teeth. She wasn't losing.

She just needed to adapt.

She took a step back, exhaling.

Her lavender eyes glowed.

And then—Nature responded.

Roots surged up from the earth, twisting and snaking forward with terrifying speed.

Seraphina's sword danced, slicing through them, but—

Vynesaa was already moving.

She dashed in, closing the distance. Fast.

Seraphina's eyes widened.

SLASH!

A deep cut formed on Seraphina's arm.

For the first time, she looked surprised.

And then—she smiled.

"Now this," she whispered, "is getting interesting."

The scent of wet earth filled the air.

The ground beneath them was already torn apart by their previous exchanges—vines shredded, puddles formed where water and nature clashed.

Vynesaa's breath came fast.

Her arms ached.

The cut she had landed on Seraphina's arm should have slowed her down.

It didn't.

Seraphina just smiled.

Then—she moved.

And Vynesaa understood.

She had been holding back.

The temperature shifted.

The air dampened. The water at Seraphina's feet stirred.

Then—

WHOOSH!

A massive wave erupted from the ground beneath her, surging upward and collapsing over Vynesaa.

No time to dodge.

Vynesaa's instincts screamed—she crossed her arms, reinforcing herself with vines, bracing against the impact.

SPLASH!

It hit her like a hammer.

She was sent flying.

The moment she hit the ground, she rolled to absorb the impact, but—

Seraphina was already there.

Sword raised.

Vynesaa twisted just in time.

CLANG!

The blade scraped against her shoulder armor, slicing off the strap. A second slower, and it would have been her flesh.

Damn it—she's fast.

Seraphina pressed forward.

A relentless storm of fluid, precise strikes.

Vynesaa blocked. Parried. Dodged. But she was losing ground.

Seraphina was no longer just using her sword—she was using the terrain itself.

The puddles around them shifted. Streams of water coiled around her ankles, propelling her movements.

Vynesaa's eyes widened.

Seraphina wasn't touching the ground anymore.

She was skating across the battlefield, using water as a constant force of motion, making her attacks impossible to predict.

This isn't just speed.

She's controlling the battlefield itself.

Think, damn it!

Seraphina's sword came down.

Vynesaa barely dodged. A strand of her hair was sliced off.

She was losing.

If this kept up—she would be overwhelmed.

Her mind raced.

How do you stop water?

You don't.

You redirect it.

A breath.

And then—Vynesaa changed her stance.

Seraphina surged forward again, aiming to finish this in one decisive strike.

But this time—Vynesaa was ready.

She didn't move back.

She moved forward.

Step. Twist. Pivot.

The vines around her suddenly shrank, condensed, and then—

BOOM!

A massive pillar of roots erupted beneath her feet, launching her into the air above Seraphina's attack.

The mermaid princess' eyes widened.

Vynesaa used the momentum, twisting midair—her sword glowed emerald.

SLASH!

A massive crescent-shaped shockwave tore through the battlefield, cutting straight toward Seraphina.

She reacted just in time, raising a wall of water—

BOOM!

The impact sent both of them flying.

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Live Broadcast – Commentator Booth

"WHAT A TURNAROUND! VYNESAA LAUNCHED HERSELF INTO THE AIR TO COUNTER SERAPHINA!"

"This is it! The battle is shifting again!"

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[POV: Seraphina Veyra]

Seraphina landed, skidding back.

Her arm throbbed.

Her water defenses had absorbed most of the attack, but… not all of it.

She wiped her lip—blood.

Vynesaa was standing again.

And she was smiling.

Seraphina chuckled, shaking her head.

"Well," she muttered, raising her sword again. "Guess I should get serious, too."

Then—

She did something Vynesaa didn't expect.

She stabbed her own leg.

Vynesaa's eyes widened.

"What—"

And then—

BOOM.

A pulse of energy erupted from Seraphina.

Her wounds sealed instantly. Her entire body shimmered, now completely covered in a layer of flowing, liquid armor.

What?

What happened?

Vynesaa had no time to think.

Seraphina vanished.

And when she reappeared—

Vynesaa was already reacting.

She didn't know what she was doing.

But her body moved.

A new stance. A different grip on her sword.

Her instincts guided her.

Seraphina's blade came for her neck—

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SLASH.

For a moment—silence.

Then—

A line of blood appeared on Seraphina's throat.

She froze.

The match was over.

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Live Broadcast – Commentator Booth

"SHE DID IT."

"VYNESAA LANDED THE FINAL BLOW!"

"WHAT DID WE JUST WITNESS?! SHE DEVELOPED A NEW TECHNIQUE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE FIGHT?!"

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[POV: Vynesaa El'Leather]

The tip of her sword dripped with blood.

Seraphina stood still.

Then—she smiled.

"Damn," she whispered. "That was fun."

Vynesaa let out a shaky breath.

It was over.

She had won.

But her hands were still shaking.

Because she knew.

If that fight had lasted just one second longer…

She would have lost.