Elena had been delivering the report about the losses suffered by the Magical Academy’s Elite Mages when all of a sudden the Headmaster’s anger had ignited like a raging fire. The room trembled with the iy of her fury, and Elena could feel the oppressive pressure of her presence.

  At the same time that Headmaster was about to get up and unleash her wrath upon the world, Elena stepped forward while trembling but gathered her strength to speak.

  “Headmaster, there’s something else you o know..”

  The Headmaster’s eyes bore into Elena. “What is it, Elena? Speak quickly!”

  Elena took a deep breath, summoning all her ce. “Solehe Teacher who could use iergy, was killed by Dr. Kintovar herself.”

  Elena’s sudden information hit the Headmaster like a truck. Her eyes went from wide shock to heavy sadness. Solehe Teacher who could wield iergy had been more than just an asset to the Academy..

  The Headmaster slowly sank bato her chair after the news. The room seemed to grow darker as a sense of loss and grief enveloped her.

  “Elena, Solene... she was a dear friend, a loyal ally. Now she’s gone...”

  Elena with her own eyes moist with sympathy approached the Headmaster cautiously. “I’m sorry, Headmaster. This loss is a heavy burden to bear.”

  The Headmaster wiped a tear from her eye,“Solene was one of the few who uood my vision, who believed in the supremaagic. Her death is not just a loss to me personally, but a blow to our cause.”

  Elena nodded solemnly, her empathy for the Headmaster mingling with a sense of duty. “What do you pn to do, Headmaster?”

  The Headmaster’s gaze hardened and her sadransformed into a gre. “I hate Kintovar so much that now she’s has left me no choice. We must harhe energy from the Maractors, but not for flight… no, scren for now. I have to focus all my efforts into killing this bitch. Follow me, Elena”

  With those words, the Headmaster rose from her chair, her grief repced by a steely resolve. They left the offid headed for a hidden part of the Academy that few ked.

  In the chamber beh the Academy was a man who was ed and wearing nothing but pants. His was in a state of deep unsciousness.

  The Headmaster stepped forward with her eyes fixed on the man. Elena followed closely behind, her curiosity piqued by the mysterious figure.

  The Headmaster spoke with a whisper. “This man, Elena, is a traitor to the Academy. He attempted to betray our cause, but his magic is... extraordinary.”

  Elena’s brow furrowed in fusion as she examihe maraordinary? What do you mean, Headmaster?”

  The Headmaster expined, her gaze unwavering. “You see, Elena, when a mage’s mana level reaches a certain point, their body undergoes a transformation. In this case, it’s a transformation that is... rather unique.”

  Elena’s curiosity deepened as she tried to make sense of the Headmaster’s words. “A transformation? What kind of transformation?”

  The Headmaster’s eyes bore into the man’s unscious form. “This man possesses a magic that is extremely rare, even among mages. When his magic level reached its peak, his body adjusted to it in a way that is... ‘Fasating’. But make no mistake, Elena, he is still a traitor that had to be restrained.”

  Elena nodded in uanding, her gaze fixed on the man. “What do you pn to do with him, Headmaster?”

  A wicked smile curled on the Headmaster’s lips as she approached the restrained man. “I have enough magical power now to bend his will to my own. With his unique magic, he will bee a valuable asset to our cause, whether he likes it or not.”

  As the Headmaster prepared to awaken the unscious traitor, Ele a disturban the force.

  The Headmaster grinned with a sinister gleam in her eye which made Elena’s face bee fearful as she came to realize the headmaster was brewing up some seriously devious schemes.

  “I use the energy we gain from the remaining Maractor to amplify my trol magic. With it, I bend his will to my own. He will bee a loyal servant, a pawn in rand design.”

  Elena’s eyes widened in realization as the true iion behind the Headmaster’s pn became clear. “You io brainwash him, to make him a on for the Academy.”

  The Headmaster nodded, her gaze unwavering. “Precisely. He will be our sve whether he likes it or not.”

  The Headmaster summoned a magical circle by waving her hand causing a surge of energy to emanate from the restrained man. This enveloped him in a shimmering light. His body twitched and his eyes began opening.

  As the Headmaster’s trol magic surged into the restrained man, an ued and powerful rea occurred. The energy within him fred to life with an iy that shook the very foundations of the Magical Academy.

  On the upper floors of the Academy, students and faculty alike stumbled and fell from the building quaking from the unleashed power.

  “Wut was that?!”Oudent shouted.

  “I dunno! T-This magical energy is so inte could threateire Academy!”

  “Calm down. It’s probably just the headmaster….right?”

  Within the cealed chamber, the restrained man awakened. His long purple hair flowed downwards and his eyes which was also a vibrant shade of purple. A simir colored magical aura enveloped him which casted a bright glow that filled the chamber.

  As he woke up the man brought his hand up to his fad stared at it. “I... I’m still alive,” he said to himself with his voice taking on a slight feminine quality.

  With the man’s incredible awakening plete, the Headmaster addressed him with authority “Mystimonia,” she called his h a hint of uainty, “I and you to submit to my trol!”

  Mystimonia, his purple eyes gazing at the Headmaster with an uling nonce, simply shrugged in respo was as if her attempts at trol were insequential to him, a mere nuisance.

  The Headmaster’s trol magic, potent as it was, seemed to have little effeystimonia. He remained calm and posed, his newfound power radiating from him in waves.

  Elena, standing by the Headmaster’s side, couldn’t help but feel a sense of unease. Mystimonia’s enigmatic demeanor aao trol were unlike anything they had entered before.

  The Headmaster intensified her trol magic while narrowing her eyes. She refused to be bested. “Mystimonia,” she repeated with an evil grin. “I will have you under my and, no matter the cost.”

  The Headmaster, her eyes fixed on Mystimonia, issued a anding order to Elena. “Elena, link the energy from the Maractor to my body with yic. We ot afford to waste any more time.”

  Eleated for a moment, her evident in her eyes. “Headmaster, this is dangerous,” she cautioned. “The energy from the Maractor is incredibly votile. If anything goes wrong...”

  The Headmaster’s patience wore thin and she gred with stern authority.

  “Elena, I will not tolerate any form of insubordination. Do as I and, or you will face the sequences!”

  Elena swallowed her reservations and nodded, her plianpelled by the Headmaster’s demeanor. She extended her hands and with a deep breath, began the plex magical ritual to el the votile energy from the Maractor into the Headmaster’s body.

  As the energy began to flow, the room crackled with magical power. The Headmaster’s body seemed to absorb the very essence of the forest itself.

  Mystimonia, still bewildered by the situation, struggled to prehend the events unfolding before him. He reized the Headmaster and Elena.

  “I was supposed to escape the Magical Academy,” he muttered to himself, “How did I end up falling asleep here of all pces?”

  He attempted to move his hands and free himself from the magical bindings but his rea took an uedly turn. With a sudden realization that he couldn’t break free, he made a fake smile and said,

  “Ahhhh crap.”

  The Headmaster had her eyes narrowed as she addressed Mystimonia. “Don’t bother struggling,” she said coldly. “These restraints were desigo hold even someone of yical prowess. It may take time, but we will bring you under trol.”

  Elena chimed in with a cautious observation. “His magic is exceptionally high. We ’t uimate him. If he were to break free now...”

  But before Elena could finish her sentehe Headmaster interrupted her, a hint of apprehension in her eyes. “We won’t allow that to happen. Our trol over the energy from the Maractors will ensure his plianow tinue.”

  Risebelle, Runebelle, and Roselle made their way to the location of the final Maractor. he st Extractor was situated on the beach, right he Magical Academy.

  Risebelle looked out at the vast expanse of the beach, the waves crashing against the shore, and the imposing structure of the Academy in the distance. “It’s almost poetic,” she remarked, “The final battle taking pce right at the Academy’s doorstep. This is where this whole shit began.”

  Roselle nodded in agreement, her i blue eyes sing the area. “It’s where everything began, and it’s where it will end.”

  Risebelle surveyed the heavily guarded Maractor on the beach, her mind w quickly to formute a pn. The fact that the Extractor was out in the open and surrounded by vigint mages made sneaking around impossible. They needed a strategy that would allow them to overe the odds.

  After a moment of ption, Risebelle turo her sisters. “We ’t sneak past them, but we use our birength to create a diversion and break through their defenses.”

  Roselle nodded, a spark of excitement in her eyes. “I’m ready, Risebelle. Just give the word!”

  Runebelle although remaining somber, nodded in agreement.

  Roselle and her sisters prepared to execute their pn but this was when she suddenly heard a familiar voice within her mind. It was one she hadn’t heard in a long time, her inner self. They spoke filled with and questioning.

  ‘Roselle, do you even realize what you’ve been doing? You’ve been eliminating humans without a sed thought, ever sinet Risebelle. Have you ever stopped to sider why?’

  Roselle paused for a moment, her iurmoil evident. She had always believed in her mission to eliminate humans, to protect herself and her sisters. But now, fag the final battle, she was met with question for her as.

  ‘Survival. It’s all about survival. We ’t allow them to eliminate us.’

  ‘Survival at any cost, Roselle? Have you truly bee so detached from your own humanity? Remember, we shouldn’t be fighting against the humans. We o uand humans and learn from them, not to simply elimihem.’

  ‘But they’re a threat. They want to destroy us. I have to protect us.’

  ‘Proteg yourself is ohing, but have you ever tried to see if there was another way, a path to coexisteno you didn’t. You’ve been following orders without question. You are a savage killer now Roselle. You tinue down this path and you will just keep killing and killing and you will op. Is that truly who you want to be? The Humaioner?’

  She paused, her blue eyes filled with sorrow “I once believed in the possibility of coexistence, but that hope was shattered when I saw the destru they brought. They’ve shown us no mercy, with only one exception… a that guy go. I don’t want to kill… but I won’t just sit there ahem kill me or my sisters.”

  Roselle’s voice grew stronger as she tinued, “I’m not doing this because I like to kill humans or because I hate them either. I’m doing it to protect us and to ensure our survival. We have to fight. We have to win. Our sisters and Dr. Kintovar are ting on us. I am not evil… I am not…”

  Risebelle’s snapping fingers snapped Roselle back to the present moment. She blinked and turned her attention to her older sister, Risebelle,

  “Hey, resident idiot, are you listening?”

  “Sorry, Risebelle,” Roselle said, shaking off her ihoughts. “I got lost in my own head for a moment there. I’m ready now. What’s the pn?”