Tituba’s expression instantly turned furious as Ishnol’s comment hit her ears. She clenched her fists tightly, her face turning red with anger.

Tituba: (screamed, her voice filled with rage) What the fuck did you just say? Do you think this is a joke? Unela is out there, taking on missions alone, and you’re here laughing about pinched nerves? You’re a goddamn fool, Ishnol!

Meral: (taken aback by Tituba’s sudden outburst, tried to intervene.) Tituba, calm down. Let’s not-

But Tituba couldn’t be stopped. Her anger had consumed her, and she unleashed a torrent of curses and insults at Ishnol. Each word was laced with venom as she let out all her pent-up frustration and disappointment.

Ishnol, however, seemed unfazed by Tituba’s tirade. He simply rolled his eyes and leaned against the mission board, crossing his arms defiantly. His nonchalant reaction only fueled Tituba’s anger further.

Tituba: You think you’re so fucking superior, don’t you? (Tituba continued, her voice trembling with anger.) Always acting like you’re above everyone else. Well, guess what? You’re not. You’re just a self-centered asshole who can’t even take responsibility for his own actions!

As Tituba’s rage reached its peak, a sudden surge of energy surged through her. The room trembled, and a blinding light engulfed her. Before anyone could react, Tituba’s ancestral form emerged, towering over Ishnol with an aura of raw power.

Meral’s eyes widened in astonishment, realizing that Tituba had accidentally tapped into her ancestral abilities. She quickly moved back, giving them space.

Ishnol: (still maintaining his calm demeanor, looked up at Tituba’s towering form.) Finally showing your true colors, huh? he remarked sarcastically. Let’s see what you’re capable of then.

But before anything else could happen, Meral stepped between them, his voice filled with authority. “That’s enough! Both of you, stop this nonsense right now!”

The room fell silent as Meral’s words echoed through the air. Tituba’s ancestral form slowly dissipated, returning her to her normal state. She took a deep breath, trying to regain her composure.

Tituba: 3Ishnol, we can’t just sit here and wait. We need to find Unela, (Tituba asserted firmly, her voice laced with a mix of worry and determination.) She’s taken on an overwhelming number of missions, and we can’t ignore the fact that she’s disappeared. We have to do something.

Ishnol: (Crossed his arms, his face hardening with stubbornness) And what makes you think I’m to blame for this? Unela made her own choices. She’s always been independent, and she knows how to take care of herself. We can’t go on a wild goose chase because you two are worried.

Tituba: (Stood face to face with Ishnol, frustration evident in her eyes. She forcefully poked his chest, her voice laced with anger.) You! You’re the main cause of this incident. Your reckless behavior and inability to control your temper pushed Unela to take on all those missions. You need to take responsibility!

Ishnol: I didn’t force Unela to do anything. She made her own choices. Don’t try to put this all on me.

Meral: (observing the heated exchange, stepped forward. His voice was stern and laced with disappointment) Ishnol, you fucked up this time. Your actions, your words, they pushed Unela to the edge. We’re a team, and we should support each other, not drive each other away.

For the next three days, Ishnol embarked on an arduous search, following the trail of crimson energy that Unela had left in her wake. However, as he ventured further, his hopes dwindled. He returned to the team, a mix of exhaustion and disappointment etched on his face.

Ishnol: I searched tirelessly, following the trail of crimson energy, Ishnol reported. (his voice tinged with a sense of defeat) But wherever she went, the areas were already in ruins. It’s as if a storm had passed through, leaving nothing but destruction behind.

Tituba: Her expression mirrored Ishnol’s disappointment, her concern deepening) “What could have happened to Unela? Where could she be?”

After two weeks of uncertainty and worry, Unela returned to the team, her appearance shocking everyone. Drenched in blood, she walked with a determined stride toward the mission board, leaving her teammates in a state of disbelief. The room fell into an eerie silence as all eyes followed her every move.

Unela calmly submitted the stack of completed missions, her gaze fixated on Ishnol.

Unela: (With a chilling intensity in her voice, she uttered) Do I look fucking useless now, bitch?

The words hung in the air, a powerful declaration of her strength and resilience. Ishnol stood frozen, the weight of his previous actions is now apparent. He couldn’t find the words to respond, stunned by the transformation he witnessed before him. The room remained silent, each member of the team grappling with their own thoughts and emotions.

Without another word, Unela turned and made her way back to her room, leaving behind a room full of astonished teammates. Her return marked a profound shift in her character, a testament to her indomitable spirit and unwavering determination.