In the land of the Lightsworns, Felis, Lightsworn Archer, and Wulf, Lightsworn Beast, are preparing for a sparring session. After a few seconds has passed, Felis fired a light arrow at Wulf, who slapped it away with no problem. Felis then runs toward Wulf, who rushes towards her as well. Felis hops over Wulf and fires a light arrow that hits his back. After moving forward from the recoil, Wulf glares at Felis, and the two engage in a melee clash, Felis with her bow and Wulf with his axe. However, a few seconds later, Wulf kicks Felis, causing her to fall to the ground, only to hop back up, kicking Wulf back and leaving him to fall to the ground. Felis ran towards him and aimed an arrow at his head.
"Yield!" Felis yelled.
Wulf then smiled at her. "Nice one, Felis," he said in a deep Irish accent while offering a hand. Felis takes it and helps him up. "Yer gettin' stronger an' stronger everyday."
"Thanks, Wulf," Felis replied. "You're no slouch yourself either. Think Mike'll be proud of our work?"
"You bet," said Michael, the Arch-Lightsworn, who appeared from out of nowhere, surprising his two pupils. With him is Minerva, Lightsworn Maiden, with her owl on her white glove. "You both did well, but I'm afraid we bring bad news."
"Bad news?" Wulf queried.
"Apparently the Netherrealm sorcerer Quan Chi has been reanimated," Minerva explained, "and the culprit responsible is the demon known as Belial."
"Wait, you mean the Prince of Darkness himself resurrected the most powerful necromancer in existence?" Felis asked.
"The very same," Micheal answered. "Also, I have heard word that he plans to announce a fighting tournament.
"That shouldn't be so hard, eh?" Wulf stated with such confidence.
"I'm afraid it's not that easy, Wulf," Minerva reassured. "The power of the Prince of Darkness rivals that of us Lightsworns."
"What do you suggest we do, Mike?" Felis asked.
"I am sending you, Minerva, and Wulf to Midgard to investigate this," Michael replied. "Think you can handle this task?"
"Of course, Mike," Wulf said on behalf of his comrades.
"Very well, then," Michael said before shaking their hands as a farewell gesture. "I do hope you come back alive." With that, Michael went back to his chambers, leaving Minerva, Wulf, and Felis to ponder their next move.
to be continued...