Bounty Hunters Triumph! Smugglers Invisibility Foiled, Elixir Secured!

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Bounty Hunters Triumph! Smugglers' Invisibility Foiled, Elixir Secured!

An Immortal Gazette Exclusive—When Shadows Can’t Hide from the Truth

The Immortal Gazette studio hummed with energy as the team of immortal troublemakers gathered around the latest story—a tale of shadows, magic, and smugglers who found out just how impossible it is to stay hidden from the Bounty Hunters.

“So, are we going to talk about the mess that was this mission, or just let it be one of those ‘triumphs that got a little out of hand’?” Alice asked, her smirk making it clear that she was all about the drama. She casually swirled her tea, a glint of amusement in her eyes.

Loki, perched beside her in an elegant, effortless manner, cracked a grin. “Oh, you mean the one where the smugglers thought they could just poof away? Adorable.” He stretched lazily, clearly entertained by the chaos.

Sonia, rolling her eyes as she adjusted her seat, couldn’t help but laugh. “Seriously? A cloaking spell? That’s what they thought would save them?” Her sarcasm dripped like venom. “Did they forget who they were dealing with?”

Seraphina leaned forward, eyes glinting with excitement. “They were good, I’ll give them that. But not good enough.” She took a deep breath as she recalled the wild chase. “When the Bounty Hunters are on the job, no one poofs away unless we make them.”

“I have to admit,” Rumple added with an amused chuckle, “I love the part where the invisible smugglers thought they could just slip by us like that—until Sonia summoned that shadow cloud. It was like watching a magic show gone terribly wrong.”

Sonia leaned back, crossing her arms. “Oh, I wasn’t going to let them get away. Shadows, darling. Best cloaks out there.” Her lips twisted into a wicked grin. “Couldn’t see through their tricks with their little invisibility spells, but I sure could feel them in the darkness.”

Loki couldn’t resist. “So, tell me—did anyone else notice how effortlessly the Bounty Hunters were disrupting that whole smuggling operation?” He chuckled at the memory. “A lot of shadows and sparks flying around, if I recall correctly.”

Sonia’s eyes narrowed, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “Sparks and fireworks, Loki. It was practically a show.”

“Don’t forget,” Seraphina added, “Cordillera had her part in this little escapade too. Invisible as always, but guiding us in the right direction. Can’t say enough about the silent help of our favorite ghost.”

Alice, looking over the elixir that had been retrieved, let out a soft sigh. “Honestly, I knew it was going to be a bottle. Smugglers are so predictable.” She eyed the glowing potion with interest. “Nothing ever comes in a box—unless it’s a trap, of course.”

Loki grinned. “So, what’s the plan? I mean, these things don’t come cheap. Somebody will be willing to pay big for that elixir, right?”

Sonia shot Loki a sharp look. “I’m pretty sure the Bounty Hunters don’t negotiate with smugglers, Loki. We don’t sell our catch, we capture them.” She flicked her fingers toward the captured smugglers, now tied up and disarmed. “I definitely don’t have time for your games.”

Loki’s grin only widened. “I’m just saying... might be a little room for some fun in this whole ‘capture the criminals’ business.”

“Just keep your distance,” Sonia snapped, rolling her eyes. “There’s a reason we’re the Bounty Hunters and not the Deal Makers.”

As the smugglers were tied up and their valuable cargo secured, Seraphina gave them one last cold, satisfied glance. “Next time you think you can hide something from us, remember—we’ve been hunting the shadows long before you ever thought to make them disappear.”

Sonia turned to her team, her tone dripping with dark satisfaction. “And now, with this little bottle in our possession, we can finally breathe easy... at least until someone else tries to break into our world of shadows.”

Loki looked around with a smirk. “I love it when a plan comes together.”

And so, the elixir was secured, the smugglers defeated, and the Bounty Hunters—ever the chaotic force of justice—had once again triumphed. It was a victory for the books, or, in this case, for The Immortal Gazette.

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