(A ruined village, shrouded in eerie silence. The White Flame squad, led by Elena, advances cautiously. Hanzo, Lyra, and a few knights accompany her.)

  Elena: (whispering) "Stay alert. Something isn’t right."

  (The streets are littered with decayed corpses, some unnaturally contorted. A foul mist clings to the air, making it difficult to breathe. Hanzo tightens his grip on his venom dagger.)

  Lyra: (shuddering) "This place… it reeks of death and corruption."

  (Suddenly, a corpse twitches. Then another. Then all at once, the village erupts with movement. The dead rise, twisted by demonic energy.)

  Knight: (panicked) "They’re moving! They’re still moving!"

  (A monstrous figure emerges—a massive, mutated demon beast, its body a grotesque fusion of villagers and dark magic. Its skin is charred black with molten cracks, and its eyes burn with crimson fire.)

  Hanzo: (determined, stepping forward) "I’ll handle this one!"

  (Hanzo lunges, using his Godspeed, striking with precision. But the beast is resilient, regenerating almost instantly. Its claws swipe faster than expected, forcing Hanzo to dodge by a hair’s breadth.)

  Elena: (gritting her teeth) "Hanzo, don’t be reckless!"

  (A new threat emerges—corrupted humans, former villagers who have made pacts with demons. Their bodies are engulfed in dark flames, their eyes hollow, yet brimming with demonic power.)

  Corrupted Villager: (grinning madly) "The demons granted us strength… You will fall like the rest."

  (One of them launches a wave of dark fire at Hanzo, forcing him to counter with lightning-speed slashes. But these traitors fight with unpredictable aggression, nearly overwhelming the White Flame squad.)

  (Hanzo dodges a powerful swipe but fails to notice a smaller demon leaping from behind. Before it lands a fatal blow—)

  Lyra: (casting a barrier, shielding Hanzo) "Watch out!"

  (The impact knocks Hanzo down. He turns, seeing Lyra’s worried expression.)

  Hanzo: (grateful but frustrated) "I had it under control."

  Elena: (angrily, slashing through a traitor) "No, you didn’t! You need to think before rushing in!"

  (The battle intensifies, bodies clashing, flames and steel meeting in a deadly exchange. Hanzo pushes himself further, slicing through foes with raw speed and power. With combined effort, they purge the demonic corruption and secure the village—but at a cost. Several White Flame knights lie injured, some barely alive.)

  (Back at White Flame’s headquarters, Cain and Garrick analyze intelligence reports.)

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  Cain: (reading grimly) "It’s worse than we thought. Some nobles, mercenaries, and rogue knights have sold their souls to demons. They wield dark flames and enhanced magic, stronger than before."

  Garrick: (frowning) "They sacrificed their humanity for power."

  Cain: (scoffing) "And now they fight against their own kind. Some may even be inside our guilds."

  Garrick: (darkly) "Then they are no better than the monsters we fight. We need to root them out before they strike from within."

  (The realization sends a chill through them. The war is no longer just against demons—humans are part of the enemy now.)

  (Deep in a forested canyon, the Obsidian Fang’s Second Squad Captain, B-rank knight Roland Varas, leads a team to ambush a demon supply caravan.)

  Roland: (confidently) "Remember, quick and precise. We take them out before they realize what’s happening."

  (The attack begins, and at first, everything seems to be going according to plan. However, the demons do not panic. Instead, they laugh.)

  Demon Captain (B-rank): (grinning, clad in spiked black armor with burning cracks across his skin) "You humans are so predictable."

  (Suddenly, dark sigils on the ground activate—traps! The demons were expecting them. From the shadows, corrupted humans emerge, cutting off their escape. Their eyes glow red, their bodies infused with dark magic, wielding weapons that drip with cursed flames.)

  Knight: (shocked) "What—humans?!"

  Roland: (furious, slashing through one of them) "You traitorous scum!"

  (The corrupted humans fight with unnatural speed, fueled by demonic power. The battle turns into a slaughter, and despite their strength, Roland and his squad are overwhelmed. Forced into a desperate retreat, they suffer heavy casualties. News of their failure spreads fast, shaking the guilds.)

  (At Azure Tempest’s tower, Sylvaine reads disturbing reports. She writes an urgent message to Garrick:)

  Sylvaine’s Letter: "The demons are not acting mindlessly. Someone is directing them—planning something greater. The war has already begun, and we are blind to its true scale."

  (Back at White Flame, Cain reads the message and exhales deeply.)

  Cain: (muttering) "Hanzo isn’t ready for this. None of us are."

  (He clenches his fist, a rare expression of doubt flickering across his face.)

  (After the battle, Hanzo sits alone, frustrated with his performance.)

  Hanzo: (to himself) "I need to be stronger. Faster. If I had been more prepared... maybe Roland’s squad wouldn’t have been caught off guard."

  (Garrick finds him.)

  Garrick: (firmly) "If you want real strength, I’ll train you myself. But you’ll wish you never asked."

  (Hanzo nods, determined.)

  (Meanwhile, in the medical bay, Lyra gently places her hand on Hanzo’s shoulder.)

  Lyra: (softly) "You did your best. I believe in you."

  (Elena, watching from a distance, clenches her fists. For the first time, she realizes something she’s been denying—she doesn’t just see Hanzo as a comrade. And she hates the way Lyra is getting closer to him.)

  (A hooded figure walks through the dark, entering a hidden demon stronghold. Kneeling before a shadowy figure, they present stolen documents—maps of guild strongholds.)

  Masked Traitor: "The guilds remain blind. They suspect a traitor but do not know where to look."

  (The figure in the shadows smirks, eyes glowing red. In the distance, a kingdom burns, signaling that the true war is only beginning.)