The sudden surge of power within Roselle was beyond anything the Headmaster had anticipated. Roselle’s energy reached 200%, and a blinding explosion of lightnied from her, engulfing the room in a maelstrom of crag electricity aructive force.

  The walls and ceiling of the room trembled uhe onsught, and debris scattered in all dires. The sheer power of the explosion shattered windows a shockwaves eg through the corridors. It was a chaotid awe-inspiring dispy of raw magical energy.

  The Headmaster, caught off guard by the ued explosion, was uo rea time. The force of the bst knocked her off her feet, sending her crashing into a wall with a resounding thud.

  Risebelle, who had been standing nearby, was also caught in the shockwave but mao shield herself from the worst of the damage. She braced herself against the force of the explosion.

  As the smoke and dust began to settle, the room was left in ruins. The walls were scorched, and the ceiling had partially colpsed. The Headmaster y on the ground, disoriented but still scious. The impact had shattered her magical aura, releasing Risebelle and Roselle from its hold.

  Risebelle wasted no time, and with a swift and precise gesture, she summohe power of her water magic. Dark clouds gathered above, casting a shadow over the room. The atmosphere grew heavy as the sound of thunder rumbled through the air.

  With a powerful sweep of her arm, Risebelle unleashed her potent water attack, causing a torrential downpour to cascade from the ceiling. The rain came p down like a waterfall, dreng the room and everything within it.

  But this was no ordinary rain; it was infused with Risebelle’s magic, turning it into a deluge of acidic water. The corrosive liquid hissed and sizzled as it made tact with the scorched walls and debris, eating away at them with relentless efficy.

  The Headmaster, still rec from the previous explosion, found herself caught in the acid rain. She cried out in pain as the corrosive liquid burned her skin and robes. She struggled to shield herself from the onsught but was uo mount a defense in her current state.

  Risebelle and Roselle, protected by their trol over water and lightning, remained unharmed by the acid rain as it surged and ed around them. Risebelle’s calcuted move had turhe room into a battleground, and the Headmaster was now at a severe disadvantage.

  With the acid rain wreaking havo the room and the Headmaster struggling to defend herself, Risebelle and Roselle seized the opportunity to make their escape. Roselle summoned her on, ready to unleash an atta the headmaster, but Risebelle grabbed her arm and shook her head.

  “No time for that now,” Risebelle urged urgently, barely audible over the torrential downpour. “We o go while she’s distracted!”

  The sounds of the Headmaster’s struggles and cries of frustration faded into the distance as they moved out and further away from the room. They o put as much distance as possible between themselves and the Headmaster before she regained her posure.

  The Headmaster stormed out of the Academy of Magic, her silver hair still disheveled from the earlier explosion. Her eyes bzed while sing the area, searg for any sign of the intruders who had eluded her grasp.

  She began to speak with a full fre of her rage . “You! How Dare—”

  But before she could finish her sentence, her foot hit the sliergy field created by Roselle. With a yelp, she lost her band began to slip and slide untrolbly. Her arms filed in the air as she tried tain her footing, but it was a futile effort.

  Risebelle and Roselle watched in disbelief as the Headmaster, the powerful and imposing figure, tumbled to the ground in a series of undignified slips and falls. She let out an exasperated growl as she finally came to a stop, sprawled out on the energy-cround.

  Roselle couldn’t help but let out a ugh at the absurd sight before her. Risebelle whispered to Roselle, “Let’s go before she recovers!”

  With that, they turned and tiheir escape, leaving the Headmaster to grumble and fume on the sliergy field.

  Roselle and Risebelle successfully made their escape from the Academy of Magic. They found a momentary rest in a hidden spot he Lab. Risebelle couldn’t help but smile at Roselle.

  Risebelle turo Roselle and spoke with a sense of aplishment. “Well done, Roselle. The mission is plete, and we mao shake them off. That teique I taught you really came in handy back there, didn’t it?”

  Roselle nodded, still catg her breath after that intense moment “Yes, Risebelle, I see now why you said I would . Thank you for training me and helping me survive that enter.”

  Risebelle nodded solemnly. “You’re wele, Roselle. Remember, we ’t afford to be merciful when it es to humans. They’re relentless in their pursuit of us, and they won’t hesitate to use any means to capture and eliminate us. What happened back there should serve as a reminder of how dangerous they be.”

  Roselle took in Risebelle’s words. She frowned for a moment but then nodded her head. “I... I uand,” Roselle replied. “I won’t hesitate ime.”

  Risebelle softened her face. “Good. It’s important that you—”

  “But,” Roselle interrupted, her eyes narrowing defiantly. “That doesn’t mean I agree with all of this. Maybe there’s another way, a better way. I don’t want to bee a mindless on, doing whatever Kintovar says without questioning it.”

  Risebelle’s face went to a gre. “Roselle, you have to uand—”

  “No, you uand,” Roselle shot back, crossing her arms. “I get that humans are dangerous, but we ’t just kill them all. There has to be more to this than just following orders blindly. I won’t just accept that this is my life now! ”

  Risebelle turned around. “You’re su idiot, Roselle,” she muttered under her breath. “If you keep thinking like that, you’ll get yourself killed. Or worse.”

  Risebelle and Roselle tinued on their journey, she turo Roselle and asked, “Roselle, I’ve been thinking. Why do you think Kintovar didn’t design your on with a silencer? It would have been much more advantageous in situations like the one we just faced.”

  Roselle sidered the question for a moment before responding, “I’m not sure, Risebelle. Maybe Dr.Kintovar had something in mind for my on that required it to be loud? Like….for parties?”

  Risebelle remained serious and processed Roselle’s less-than-serious respoh her eyes lowered. Then, she let out a sigh and shook her head. “You’re su idiot, Roselle. Parties? Really?”

  Roselle grinned sheepishly. A faint blush came towards her cheeks and at the same time she raised a finger. “Well, you never know. Maybe Dr. Kintovar likes to throw really loud parties.”

  Risebelle closed her eyes and folded her arms with a sigh. “I suppose we may never fully uand Kintovar’s iions. We’ll just have to make the best of the tools we have, whether they e with silencers or not.”

  Risebelle and Roselle reached the locatiohe b had been cloaked away, the system reized their presend triggered the reappearance of the hidden facility. The b materialized before them, its entrance being them inside.

  As they went in, Risebelle and Roselle found themselves face to face with Dr. Kintovar. Her immediate presence was ued.

  Dr. Kintovar lowered her headphones from her ears, revealing a thoughtful gaze. She observed Risebelle and Roselle with a keeaking in their appearand the wearihat g to them from their ret battle.

  “Ah, my creations. I see you’ve had quite the enter at the Academy of Magic. I’ve been monit your progress, and I must say, you hahe situation rather well, sidering.”

  Risebelle nodded, aowledging Dr. Kintovar’s words. “It was a close call, but we mao escape. However, we have more questions than ever, especially regarding our unique abilities and the humans’ relentless pursuit of us.”

  Dr. Kinthed. “I uand, but there are many things I ’t reveal to you just yet. You must trust that I have your best is in mind. The path ahead will not be easy, but you have a purpose, a mission that only you fulfill.”

  “Dr. Kintovar,” Risebelle aowledged with a nod. “It was a challenging situation, but we mao escape and plete our mission. We entered a Pyromanamed Elysia and the Headmaster herself. They were aware of our presend powers.”

  Roselle added, “We had to use a lot of energy to escape, and I used my eique to create an explosion. It was... powerful.”

  Dr. Kintovar nodded in aowledgment of their efforts. “I see. It appears you’re adaptio your abilities and learning to use them effectively. That’s promising.”

  Risebelle, ever the oo seek answers, couldn’t help but ask, ” Kintovar, we pleted the mission, but what about the pn to eliminate all the Humans? That’s still under way right?”

  Dr. Kintaze shifted to the wall of monitors dispying various data and images. She paused for a moment before answering.

  “You may want to be patient for that one. You see, your mission at the Academy of Magic was twofold. First, it portunity to assess your capabilities and how well you blend in among humans. Sed, I needed you to gather information on the academy’s activities, especially their efforts to harhe Mystic forest’s magic. That info was vital that you obtained from them.”

  She turned her attention back to them. “The Mystic forest is a crucial souragical power, and I have pns for its energy. Your role was to observe a, but it seems circumstances forced you to take more direct a.”

  Risebelle and Roselle exged annce, a sense of curiosity driving their desire for more information. Risebelle spoke, “What are your pns for the Mystic forest’s magic, Kintovar?”

  Dr. Kintovar’s lips curled into a cryptic smile. “All in good time, my creations. For now, you’ve done well. Rest, recover, and prepare for the phase of your jourhere are more secrets to uncover, and your path will bee increasingly treacherous. Remember, you are my fi creations, and I have every fiden your abilities.”

  Risebelle’s fiden her abilities was evident as she spoke. “You know, Kintovar, the only one I was truly ed about was the Headmaster herself. Her power readings were off the charts, and she seemed capable of immobilizing us effortlessly. However, if the need arises, I believe I take ohose with very high power readings.”

  Dr. Kintovar chuckled, a warm and somewhat amused look crossing her face. She reached out aly patted Risebelle on the head, much like one would pat an affeate pet.

  “My, my, Risebelle,” Dr. Kintovar said with a fond tone. “Your fidence is both admirable and well-founded. You are indeed a Powerful creation of mine, and your abilities tio grow. But remember, power is not the only factor at py in this world. There are many variables to sider. Strategy and adaptability is key.”

  Dr. Kintaze turned ptive as she spoke further.

  “I’ve been monit the situation closely, and I believe it won’t be long until my third creation is activated. Once her training is plete, I pn to apany all of you on a mission to elimihe Academy of Magic. I have a personal grudge with the Headmaster, and I want to see her defeated with my own eyes.”

  Roselle couldn’t help but wonder what had caused Dr. Kintovar to be so sure about the timing of her third creation’s activation. “Dr. Kintovar, may I ask how you be so certain about the timing? What makes you believe it’s close?”

  Dr. Kintovar’s smile held a hint of mystery as she replied, “Ah, Roselle, that’s a secret for now. Just know that I have my ways of gathering information, and I’ve received certain... ‘Signals’. Trust me, it won’t be long now.”

  Roselle and Risebelle made their way to the rejuvenation tanks on the sed floor of Dr. Kintovar’s b, they each had a moment of respite to recharge and refle the events of the day.

  However, as Roselle gnced over at the empty third tank, a curious thought crossed her mind. She turo Risebelle, who was about to enter her own tank, and asked, “Risebelle, what do you think our sister will be like?”

  Risebelle paused, her hand h over the tank’s trols. She sidered the question for a moment befiving a straightforward answer with her eyes lowered.

  “Annoying.”

  Roselle blinked in surprise at Risebelle’s response. “Annoying? Why do you say that?”

  Risebelle sighed and shook her head.

  “Well, look at it this way. You and I, we think things through, a the job done effitly enough, although you still have your problems,.. ‘alot of them’. But if our third sister is anything like the way humans be, she might be impulsive, talkative, or overly cheerful. All of those things get annoying pretty fast.

  “I….see what you mean,” Roselle replied with a nervous nod ,“If our third sister is different from us in terms of personality, it might take some getting used to. But, maybe that’s not necessarily a bad thing…right?”

  With that said, Roselle and Risebelle eheir respective rejuvenation tanks, ready to rest and recharge for whatever challenges awaited them in the days to e.

  As the b’s automated systems hummed softly, monit the vital signs of the slumbering creations, a subtle ge occurred. In the heart of the b, the young girl with hair blending shades of blue and pink slowly opened her eyes. Her gaze, filled with curiosity and wonder, surveyed the world around her.