SCARFACE: The Heart of Meridian & The Nymph's Last Wish
"Bloom... bloom..."
The mysterious voice echoed through the cold night air of Kuruda. High above, within the silent, starlit Hall of Whispers inside the sacred Chamber of Kandrakar, the balance of the realm flickered like a dying candle.
"We don't have much time, Bloom!" Daphne, the Masked Nymph of Domino, cried out, her spectral form shimmering with desperation as she reached toward her younger sister, Bloom of the Winx. "Listen carefully—you must come to me! The seal on the Dragon Flame is fracturing!"
In the waking world, tangled in her sheets, the fiery-haired Leader of the Winx thrashed in her sleep. "Wait for me! I'm coming!" Bloom gasped, sweat glistening on her forehead.
"She's doing it again," a gruff voice muttered from the shadows of the doorway. "She's talking to someone in her sleep."
Scarface stepped into the faint moonlight. As the most highly respected fighter in the world—considered by his peers to be the strongest warrior alive—his presence alone usually brought absolute order. The jagged scar across his cheek, his personal trademark and a symbol of the Svalls' great heroism, caught the silver light. He crossed his arms, his stern gaze shifting toward the doorway where a bound prisoner slumped against the wall.
"We found the spy who attacked Shadow Skill and Bloom," Scarface reported grimly, looking toward the gathered allies. "But we can't tell where they're from. Their energy isn't from Alfea, Meridian, or any known sector of the Svall territory."
"It doesn't matter where they're from—it matters who sent them," replied Will Vandom, clutching the glowing talisman at her chest.
Will’s recent selection as a Svall guardian had sent shockwaves through the realm, but the tactical purpose was becoming clear: her bond was vital to protect her sister, Queen Elyon, the Heart of Meridian.
"Do not underestimate Nerissa," Will warned, her voice trembling slightly with the weight of memory. "Or forget that she tricked both Diaspro and Bloom into surrendering their power once before. She thrives on our divisions."
In the corner, leaning lazily against a pillar while casually playing with his water dagger, Demyx chimed in with his usual nervous levity. "Hey, don't look at me! Dark Essence and Diaspro didn't have anything to say about it... but my shadow? Man, it felt like my own shadow wanted to destroy me back there."
Scarface didn't laugh. He drew his blade an inch from its sheath, the steel humming with Kuruda's ancient martial energy. "Then we don't wait for them to strike again. If Kandrakar is calling to Bloom, and the Heart of Meridian is targeted, then this enemy intends to collapse all our worlds at once."
Bloom suddenly sat bolt upright, her cyan eyes blazing with the golden brilliance of the Dragon Flame. The room fell dead silent.
"Daphne isn't just warning me," Bloom breathed, her voice carrying an eerie, dual resonance. "She's holding the gate open. Nerissa and The Trix aren't coming for our power—they're coming for Kandrakar itself."
Scarface tightened his grip on his sword, his battle-hardened face setting into stone. "Then let them come. They'll find out why the Svall still stand."
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