Risebelle nodded in agreement, appreciating Roselle’s readiness. “Good, Roselle. Now, here’s the key to our pn,” she said, leaning in even closer to ensure her sisters heard every word. “Runebelle and I use our hag abilities to disable the barrier around the maractor. It’ll be a delicate process, and we’ll o trate, so that’s where you e in.”

  She turo Roselle and tinued, “You have that massive on of yours, and you’ve shown how powerful it be. Your job will be to cover us. If any mages try to stop us et in our way, you use that on to elimihem. But remember, we o be careful. We don’t want to draw too much attention until the barrier is down.”

  Risebelle became serious as she mentiohe elite mage. “Ahere’s likely ae mage guarding the extractor. We ’t avoid them, but we’ll have to front them together. The moment the barrier is down, we’ll have to act fast and disable the extractor before any reinforts arrive.”

  She looked at her sisters. “This won’t be easy, but we’re in this together. Let’s go out there and plete this mission in the name of Kintovar!”

  Risebelle crouched in the cover of the forest, her on at the ready. She adjusted her on to silencer mode, redug the would make when fired. Her blue eyes sed the beach where the mages guarded the maractor.

  “This is it,” Risebelle whispered to herself, “Time to thin their numbers.”

  She took a deep breath, steadying her aim. The distance was a challenge, but she was fident in her skills. With focus, she muttered to herself, “Let’s see how they handle a surprise from the shadows.”

  Risebelle squeezed the trigger of her on, sending a precisely aimed shot towards the mages on the beach. The silenced bst echoed faintly through the forest as she attempted to pick off a few of them,

  As Risebelle’s shots found their mark, eliminating a few of the mages, a sudden and disturbing phenomenon unfolded. The bodies of the mages who had been struck by her on’s shots erupted in explosive bursts, sending shockwaves through the area. Debris and smoke filled the air as the mages’ remains scattered across the beach.

  Risebelle watched in shod horror as the explosions occurred, her blue eyes widening. She quickly realized that this was no ordinary attack. Something was terribly wrong, and it left her deeply ed for her sisters.

  Her heart pounding, she sent a frantic message to Roselle and Runebelle.

  “Hold your positions! There’s something off about these mages. Don’t get too close to their bodies!”

  Amidst the teuation on the beach, two figures stepped forward, their presence drawing the attention of both Risebelle and the sisters. A woman with her striking afro-like red hair, exuded a sense h fidence. Beside her stood another woman with medium-length hair that curled inward, dressed in a dark outfit. she held a magical staff emanating a dark aura, a symbol of her formidable power.

  “Sylra,” The woman aowledged in an uptight tone.

  Sylra grinned as she replied, “Arlysa, the pn worked like a charm. We’ve got them right where we want them!”

  Arlysa, with her medium-length dark hair and unique dark outfit, turned her gaze toward Sylra. She had a wired tone herself as she responded, “Indeed, Sylra. We now kly where the sisters are.”

  The two women stood in front of the maractor, their presence shrouded in an aura of power.

  Risebelle’s instincts were on high alert as she gred at the two newers, Sylra and Arlysa. She could sehe potent magical energy emanating from both of them.

  Sylra shouted loudly and it echoed across the beach. Her rough demeanor was on full dispy. “Quit hidin’ and show yourselves! e out now, or we’ll bst ya to pieces!”

  As Sylra’s words echoed, es began to verge on the sisters’ locations, their magical energy swirling around them ominously. The situation had escated rapidly, and Risebelle, Roselle, and Runebelle were faced with no choice but to reveal themselves.

  Roselle’s looked with as she whispered to Risebelle, “What do we do now, Risebelle?”

  Risebelle thought frantically with pressure mounting. She wiped away a bead of sweat from her forehead, her mind rag for a pn.

  “We o buy some time,” Risebelle replied quietly. “But we ’t take them head-on. We’ll use our abilities to create fusion and disarray among the mages. Try to disable the maractor’s barrier while I keep them occupied.”

  Risebelle g Runebelle, who nodded in uanding.

  Sylra’s eyes narrowed as she frohe three sisters

  “Whie of you is Roselle?” she asked, her th and unfiving. “The one who killed Thalindra, the forest Guardian. Speak up!”

  Risebelle stepped forward, her gaze locked onto Sylra as she replied, “I’m Risebelle, and these are my sisters, Roselle and Runebelle. We’re here to put ao the Magical Academy’s pns, not to trade names.”

  A bst of energy suddenly struck Risebelle, she staggered back, feeling the searing pain of the attack. Grittieeth, she ched her fists and steadied herself, refusing to give in to weakness.

  Sylra’s eyes bzed with anger as she tio address the sisters. “You may have e here with lofty iions, but you’re in our territory now,” she spat, emphasizing her dominan the situation. “And in our territory, we decide who lives and who dies. Roselle, Show yourself, or i’ll end your sister Risebelle right where she stands!”

  Risebelle, despite the pain, maintained her resolve. She exged a quice with Roselle and Runebelle, a silent unication passiweehey khe situation was dire, and they had to think carefully.

  Roselle stepped forward, her long, flowing hair swayily as she did.

  As Roselle moved closer to Sylra, Risebelle tio maintain a defensive posture, ready to act at a moment’s notice. In that brief exge, Risebelle had silently veyed their pn to Roselle.

  Roselle took a deep breath before stepping forward,“I’m Roselle,” she decred, her tone unwavering. “And I don’t regret what I did to Thalindra. The Magical Academy’s as in the forest have to be stopped.”

  Sylra’s face torted with anger and malice as she spoke of Thalindra.

  “You have no idea what you’ve done,” Sylra hissed. “Thalindra was not just a guardian of this forest; she was one of us, a Special Elite Mage of the Magical Academy. Her magic was iwined with the very life of the mystical forest. She sacrificed her own power to nurture this pce so that we survive on this isnd!”

  Her eyes bore into Roselle with unbridled hatred. “But her power dropped as she poured her energy into the forest, and that’s when you, Roselle, came along and killed her. You destroyed a piece of our own, my sister, who dedicated her life to our survival!”

  Roselle listeo Sylra’s words with sorrow. She hadn’t knowrue identity of Thalindra, and the revetion was a heavy one.

  “I... I didn’t know,” Roselle admitted with regret.

  “Roselle,” Risebelle said in a calm but firm tone, ” Thalindra attacked you first Roselle. You had no choice but to defend yourself. It’s a tragedy that we didn’t know her true identity, but we ’t ge the past.”

  Sylra, however, didn’t seem ied in excuses. She began to gather magical energy, her i clear—to eliminate Roselle for her crimes.

  Just as Sylra was about to release her magical attack, Arlysa interrupted her.

  “Wait, Sylra,” Arlysa anded, her presence imposing. “It’s only proper to introduce ourselves first.”

  Roselle, Risebelle, and Runebelle turheir attention to Arlysa, who seemed to hold a position of authority.

  Arlysa tinued,“I am Arlysa, the Elite Mage of the Magical Academy, with an affinity for darkness. Sylra here is my apprentice, and she wields the power of Earth.”

  Sylra, relutly but obediently, lowered her magical energy and o Arlysa.

  “Now,” Arlysa said, turning her gaze back to Roselle and her sisters, “Sylra, you may tinue.”

  Sylra, having introduced herself, resumed her hostile stance, ready to unleash her Earth magic upon Roselle and her sisters. She eled her power, causing the grouh them to tremble violently. The earth shook, creating localized earthquakes that made it difficult for the sisters to maintain their bance.

  Risebelle, Roselle, and Runebelle struggled to stay on their feet as the ground quaked beh them.

  But Sylra wasn’t do. she summoned a gau made of solid stone around her hand. This stone gau enhanced her physical strength, and she moved forward with it, ready to deliver devastating melee strikes.

  Roselle, Risebelle, and Runebelle braced themselves for the impending attack, knowing that they o defend against Sylra’s powerful abilities.

  The mages unleashed a barrage of magical bsts, each of the sisters swiftly dodged and weaved through the onsught of elements. Their agility and coordination allowed them to evade the attacks with remarkable precision.

  Risebelle shouted to her sisters,

  “Stick to the pn! We ’t lose foow!”

  Sylra, driven by her rage locked onto Roselle as her primary target. She aimed to make her pay for Thalindra’s demise, eling her Earth magic for a powerful assault.

  Roselle khat fag Sylra in a physical bat meaing up close and personal. She dropped her massive on to the sandy ground, the metallic thud eg in the chaos around them. With d fire in her eyes, she advaowards Sylra who wore a fident smirk on her face.

  Sylra, her Earth magihang her strength, lu Roselle with a powerful punch. Roselle swiftly dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding the strike. She tered with a quick jab of her own, aiming for Sylra’s midse. However, Sylra’s agility surprised her, and she mao evade the attack.

  The two engaged in a flurry of punches and kicks, their movements lightning-fast as they exged blows. Sylra’s Stone Gau allowed her to deliver powerful strikes, while Roselle’s body gave her impressive speed and agility.

  Roselle knew she couldn’t let this fight drag on. She gathered her strength and unleashed a devastating uppercut, her fist colliding with Sylra’s side.

  Sylra absorbed the impact of Roselle’s uppercut with a defiant grin. She taunted, “Is that all you’ve got, little girl? Your strength is nothing pared to mine.”

  Before Roselle could react, Sylra unleashed her Earth magich. The force behind it was overwhelming, and it struck Roselle directly, sending her flying through the air. Roselle crashed into the sandy beach several meters away, leaving a trail of disturbed sand in her wake.

  The impact had taken a toll on Roselle, but she refused to stay down. Grittieeth, she pushed herself up from the ground and gred at Sylra.

  Risebelle moved with precision and grace as she fended off the mages who were trying to close in on her sisters. Her on, now in its rapid-fire mode, spat out bsts of energy that intercepted the magical attacks of the mages.

  She spun and dodged, her movements like an acrobat as she avoided the ining spells. Her focus was unwavering as she ehat none of the mages could get close to Runebelle or Roselle.

  Meanwhile, Runebelle held onto her sadness and moved with silent grace through the chaos of the battle. As Runebelle approached the maractor, her senses on high alert, she suddenly found herself face to face with Arlysa.

  Arlysa regarded Runebelle with a darkly amused smile. “Well, now, what do we have here? A little intruder trying to disrupt the Maractor?”

  “I won’t let you stop me,” Runebelle said softly and with a frown. “I have a job to do, you know?”

  Arlysa chuckled, a sound that sent shivers down Runebelle’s spine. “You have spirit, I’ll give you that. But spirit alone won’t save you from the darkness.”

  With a swift motion, Arlysa raised her dark staff, and shadows began to swirl around her. Runebelle prepared herself for a shoithin the darkness.