My girlfriend is trapped in my superpower

The stench hit first—burnt ozone and rotting magic that clawed at my throat. The air in the council chamber rippled, folding in on itself like wet paper, and out of the gash in reality came a creature that looked like a nightmare stitched together out of teeth and smoke.

"Voidspawn," Mira whispered, her face pale.

The guildmasters were already shouting orders. Spells cracked like lightning, shields of light and iron blooming in midair as the beast lunged forward. I stumbled back, but the Voidflame in my veins surged hot and wild, and Lyra's voice cut sharp into my head.

"Kael. Breathe. Let me handle the teeth."

"You're enjoying this way too much!" I shouted, raising my arm as purple fire licked across my skin.

"Of course I am. It's date night, isn't it?" she purred.

The flames erupted, slamming into the monster's side. It screamed, its body folding in half like melting wax before reforming again, stronger, angrier.

"Great," I muttered. "It regenerates. Of course it does."

"Kael! Move!" Mira yelled, hurling her spear of ice past me.

I ducked just in time, the spear grazing my hair and pinning one of the beast's limbs to the marble floor.

The beast slammed into the chamber walls, cracking stone like it was paper. Its roar tore through the Guild tower, sending tremors down the hallways. I barely had time to brace myself before it burst through the shattered doors, claws raking the marble as shards flew into the street beyond.

Lyra's laughter echoed in my skull. "Finally! Fresh air. And look at all the lovely humans screaming."

"Lyra! This isn't a joke!" I yelled, sprinting after the creature. Mira and Bram followed close behind, their weapons ready.

Outside, the streets were chaos. Citizens fled, carts overturned, and fires spread from collapsed stalls. The creature moved with terrifying speed, swiping indiscriminately. Its black, writhing body shimmered like smoke in the torchlight, each step leaving scorch marks on cobblestones.

"Stay behind me, mortal," Lyra teased, her voice low and dangerous as the Voidflame coiled around my arms.

I shot a glance at her, exasperated. "You just love this, don't you?"

"Love?, this is ecstasy."

I slammed my hands together, Voidflame bursting outward in a dome of molten energy. The creature screeched, staggering back, but then its body split like liquid shadow, reassembling instantly on the far side of the street.

"Great," I muttered under my breath. "It's faster than me. Of course it is."

Mira cursed, launching herself forward. Bram roared, smashing a cart into the creature as a temporary barrier. The city had become a battlefield, and we were all trapped in the eye of chaos.

"Kael," Lyra whispered, urgent now, "time to stop playing hero. Let's see what you're really made of."

My chest tightened. She was right. This wasn't just about survival anymore. It was about proving that the Voidflame—and I—were ready for whatever nightmare the world had just thrown at us.

The streets of the city were a warzone. Citizens screamed and scattered in every direction, overturning carts and tripping over one another as the creature advanced, leaving a trail of scorched cobblestone behind it. Sparks flew from shattered lanterns, and fire licked the edges of wooden stalls. Smoke stung my eyes, but I couldn't afford to stop.

"Move! Clear the streets!" Darius bellowed from the Guild towers above, his spectral wolves tearing through smaller shadow-beasts that had begun to follow the main creature.

I ducked a swipe of the monster's claw, feeling the wind from its movement tear at my clothes. Lyra coiled inside me, her voice sharp and urgent.

"Kael! Focus. It's toying with you!"

"Easy for you to say!" I snapped, lashing Voidflame across its chest. The fire seared black smoke as the creature screamed, but it didn't falter—only staggered slightly before reforming with terrifying speed.

Bram barreled into the fray, slamming a merchant cart into its side. The creature hissed, turning to swipe at him, and Mira leaped with deadly grace, her twin blades carving glowing streaks through its limbs.

From the Guild towers, Helena and Garrick unleashed concentrated strikes—spells, steel, and energy colliding with the creature's body. Every hit staggered it momentarily, but it reformed instantly, as if mocking our efforts.

"Kael," Lyra purred, almost gleeful, "let's show them why I'm not just a pretty face."

I gritted my teeth, raising both hands. Voidflame erupted outward, a dome of molten light and shadow. The heat rippled through the streets, melting debris, knocking the monster off balance. Civilians screamed and dove for cover as the dome expanded, forcing them against walls.

But the creature roared, black smoke splitting from its body as it darted past the dome, faster than I could react. It barreled toward the city square, where more people were fleeing, and chaos multiplied.

The Guild members shouted in panic, coordinating to evacuate civilians while trying to keep the creature contained. I followed close behind, Voidflame coiling around my arms like a living beast.

"Now, Kael," Lyra's voice hissed, urgent and deadly. "Let's end this before more innocent people get hurt."

I clenched my fists, fire blazing, heart hammering. Every step, every swing, every pulse of energy felt synchronized with her—us. Together, we surged forward into the chaos, ready to turn the tide, one monstrous strike at a time.

The streets burned. The creature roared. And the city held its breath, watching as I faced a nightmare no one had ever survived before.

The creature shrieked as Voidflame coiled around it, scorching its black smoke-like body. Each strike from Mira, Bram, and the Guildmasters kept it off balance, but it wasn't enough—until Lyra whispered in my mind.

"Kael. Focus everything. No holding back."

I inhaled sharply, feeling her presence flow through me like electricity. My fists blazed with molten energy as Voidflame leapt from my palms, encasing the creature in a cage of fire and shadow. It screamed, thrashing violently, but the heat, the light, and Lyra's force combined made it falter.

Bram slammed the creature with all his strength, sending it crashing into a collapsed building. Mira's blades followed, cutting glowing streaks across its regenerating limbs. Finally, with a roar that rattled the entire square, I slammed both fists down into the heart of the Voidspawn. Fire and shadow exploded outward, consuming it in a brilliant white-hot flash.

When the light dimmed, all that remained was a heap of smoldering ash. The city streets were scarred and littered with debris, but the immediate threat had passed. Citizens peeked out from behind walls, shaken but alive.

Lyra chuckled softly inside my head. "See? That wasn't so bad. Told you I make you look good."

I groaned, exhaustion and adrenaline weighing me down. "I think I just burned off half my life expectancy."

Mira sheathed her blades, breathing heavily. "Kael… that was incredible. But…" Her eyes narrowed, scanning the horizon. "How did it know to come straight for the eastern wards?"

Darius's expression was grim. "Someone—or something—sent it, it wasn't random."

Helena's gaze swept over the city. "If that was just the first wave, what's coming next?"

I swallowed, feeling the weight of every word. The city had survived this attack, but the questions hanging over us were heavier than any monster we'd faced.

Lyra whispered, dangerously amused:

"Oh… we're just getting started."

Smoke and ash hung heavy over the city streets. The air stung my lungs, and my arms still buzzed from the Voidflame's exertion. Mira and Bram were checking the injured and clearing debris, while Guild apprentices scurried to help the frightened civilians.

"Kael," Mira said, her voice steady but her golden eyes sharp, "this wasn't just an attack. The creature knew exactly where to go. How?"

I shrugged, wiping sweat and soot from my forehead. "I… I don't know. Lyra said something about it being drawn to the eastern wards. That's all I can tell you."

"Well, at least he admits it," Lyra teased inside my skull, though the amusement had an edge. "Even if he does sound completely clueless."

Before I could answer, a deep, resonant voice called from above. "Kael."

All heads turned as Master Garrick descended from the Guild tower, his eyes dark and unreadable. Helena and Darius flanked him, each radiating authority and suspicion.

"You've saved lives," Garrick said slowly, scanning the destroyed streets. "But this," he gestured toward the scorched city square, "was not your responsibility alone. Do you understand what could have happened?"

"Yes," I muttered, feeling a mix of exhaustion and dread. "I get it."

Darius stepped closer, voice low and sharp. "Do you? Because to the Guild, this… uncontrolled power you wield could be more dangerous than the creature itself."

Bram snorted under his breath. "Yeah, tell that to the thing that just exploded."

Lyra's laughter echoed in my head, sharp and mocking. "Oh, I love the subtlety. 'Uncontrolled power.' Makes me sound like a toddler with a flamethrower."

Helena folded her arms. "We need answers, Kael. Where did this power come from? How does it work? And why does it respond only to you?"

I swallowed, looking at the wreckage, at Mira's worried eyes, at Lyra smirking inside me. "I… don't know yet."

Garrick's gaze bore into me. "You don't know yet? That is not acceptable. The Guild will summon you again. You will explain everything. Your answers—or your failure—will decide the fate of more than just this city."

The weight of his words pressed down on me. Even after the battle, even after survival, there was no rest. No reprieve.

"Looks like we're invited to a very long dinner party, Kael," Lyra murmured inside my skull, voice both teasing and warning. "And they don't serve dessert kindly."

I clenched my fists, feeling every muscle ache, every nerve taut. The city survived, but scrutiny had just begun and if the Guild thought the creature was the only danger, they were in for a very rude awakening.

The city streets were still smoldering, the Guild's call came like thunder. A massive rune ignited in the square, light cascading upward in spirals, and a booming voice resonated from every corner.

"Kael, bearer of the Voidflame. Report to the Guild immediately."

My stomach twisted. I'd survived a monster attack, fought through chaos, and yet here it was—the Guild demanding my presence like I'd committed a crime.

"Oh, isn't this fun? Nothing like a little parental scolding from the most powerful people in the city,* Lyra purred inside my skull.

"Lyra…" I muttered, rubbing my temples. "Can you—"

"Relax, hero. I'll handle the theatrics. You just look pretty while we get grilled."

Mira shot me a sharp glance. "Kael, now's not the time for jokes. The Guild is serious. If they're summoning you like this, they know something about the creature… or about you."

Bram muttered, "They always know something about me. And me. And me. And apparently you too."

I groaned. "Yeah, lucky me."

The spiral of light above the square grew, crackling with energy. Guild officials began appearing through it, descending gracefully like they owned gravity itself. Garrick led the procession, his gaze cold and unyielding, followed by Helena, Darius, and several lesser masters whose stares made the crowd of civilians scatter even further.

"You have questions," Garrick said as his boots hit the cobblestones. "And we will get answers. But first, you will come with us. Now."

I glanced at Mira and Bram. They nodded, though concern was etched deep in their faces.

"Well, Kael, looks like our dinner date just became a hostage negotiation," Lyra whispered, her tone teasing but her eyes—if I could see them outside my head—were sharp.

I clenched my fists, feeling the weight of every eye in the city on me. "Fine. Let's get this over with."

As the Guild spirals engulfed me, I felt Lyra tighten around my chest like a coil of fire. "And remember, darling… we're just getting started."

The light swallowed me whole.