With her life force rapidly dwindling, the headmaster's speech came out strained and weak, her words filled with a defiant spirit that seemed unbreakable even in the face of her impending demise.

  "Do you think... you've won?" she rasped, her ughter gone,"You may have defeated me, but you ever... ge the world's natural order. Magic... will always rule. No matter what... you and your teology do."

  She coughed weakly, struggling to maintain her posure as her life slipped away. "Out there, iy, magic reigns... teology may advance, but it will... never surpass magic's might. I may die today, but remember... magic will endure... and one day, I…will rise again."

  And with those final, haunting words, the headmaster's eyes grew vat, and her body slumped, lifeless.

  Kintovar stood tall while listening to the headmaster's fading words.

  "I beg to differ," Kintovar decred firmly. "Teology has the potential to surpass magid my creations are living proof of that. We may be a new geion, but we carry the torch ress and innovation. The world is ever-ging, and we will py a vital role in shaping its future."

  She g her panions. "Magic has its p this world, but so does teology," Kintovar tinued.

  "Teology will surpass magic," Kintovar decred with fidehe day of that transformation is not a distant dream, but a rapidly approag reality. I will be at the forefront of this ge, and I will shape the world with innovation and progress. Even from the depths of whatever lies beyond, you shall bear wito the ast of teology."

  Her panions stood beside her, a united front in their belief in the power of sd iion.

  Haras's jubint celebration filled the air, her excitement on dispy as she hugged onto Kintovar. However, Kintovar's demeanor remained serious.

  "It's finally over, Kintovar!" Haras excimed.

  But Kintovar's focus remained unwavering as she respoo Haras.

  "Yes, but we 't celebrate just yet," she said firmly. "Our priority is to get Roselle, Risebelle, and Runebelle back to the b safely."

  Risebelle chimed in,"I still have 2 minutes before I'm shut down like my sisters for 48 hours," she reported.

  Kintovar nodded, her mind already pnning their move. "Risebelle, in these 2 minutes, I need you to do one more thing," she said, her tone filled with purpose.

  As Kintovar was about to give Risebelle her and, a surprising turn of events unfolded. The Swod Aliana, apanied by her messenger Gaiza, emerged from the darkness of the Magical Academy building. They were joined by Elena, whose defeated look spoke volumes about the ret developments.

  Kintovar and Aliana locked eyes, a temosphere hangiween them as if they were about to engage in a frontation. However, Aliana's ued words shifted the dynamics of the situation.

  "Aliana," Kintovar said her h a hint of surprise.

  Aliana seemed to refle her past as. She admitted, "I must look pretty stupid now for following the headmaster's orders for so long."

  Kintovar shifted from surprise to a faint smirk at Aliana's words. With a sarcastic edge and a hint of amusement, she responded, "You don't say."

  Aliana tinued, "I'm at your mercy, Kintovar. If you choose, you vaporize me right here, and I won't even flinch. I'll be frozen like an ice sculpture."

  Gaiza, deeply ed for her princess, couldn't bear to see Aliana speak like this. She stepped forward and implored, "Princess Aliana, please! Don't give up your life like this. There must be another way!"

  Aliana's fession hung heavy in the air, her words carrying the weight of her past as. She looked at Kintovar with regret.

  "I've done horrible things, things I 't take back," she began, her eyes refleg the weight of her choices. "I almost killed your creations, Kintovar. To me, they were enemies. I upheld the Magical Academy as one of the Four Elite Mages to repay a debt to the academy, which saved my life. Gaiza brought me in, and I don't regret that. But it's time for us all to realize our mistakes."

  Tears welled up in Aliana's eyes, but she smiled through her iurmoil. "The headmaster lotting to betray us, and we were all too blind to see the truth. That's why I'm asking you, Kintovar, to end it. To kill me."

  Aliana's gaze held an unusual Sorrow as she tinued, "I know you want revenge for all the stists that I, myself, was forced to kill at the orders of the headmaster. But my as aren't ohat the Swods ba my home would be proud of. Standing up for such things, it's... crazy, isn’t it..."

  Kintovar's as were swift and decisive. She puts up her Bg-356 and pointed a small gun directly at Aliana's head.

  “N-No…Don’t do it.. DON’T DO IIIIIT!!!!!!”

  Gaiza's scream of protest echoed through the tense moment, but Kintovar remained resolute.

  With a pull of the trigger, a click resonated in the air, but there was no deadly projectile, only fetti which suprised everyone.

  "Aliana," she spoke coldly, "as of this day, you are dead, at least to me. I wao do it, but I realized that you were not the true enemy here, Aliana. The headmaster's brainwashing over most of the students was her greatest strength, and breaking free from that is your victory."

  Her gaze shifted towards the Magical Academy, a symbol of their past and the headmaster's rule. Her tone grew firm as she proposed a course of a.

  "We will leave this behind us," Kintovar decred. "The Magical Academy will be destroyed, as long as there are no objes."

  Elena shouted suddenly with anger and despair while just gaining the strength to speak.

  "You…you ruined everything, Kintovar!" Elena's words burst forth, her tone ced with bitterness. "The headmaster... she was everything to me! She gave me purpose, she gave me my orders, and now you... you've taken that away!"

  Tears welled up in Elena's eyes, "I don't know what to do without her! She was... everything, and now she's gone! You... you destroyed my life!"

  Kintovar remaioic as she listeo Elena's impassioned outburst. Deep down, she felt a sense of pity for Elena and the others who had been uhe headmaster's trol.

  However, Kintovar khat showing pity in this moment wouldn't help anyone. With a posed demeanor, she addressed Elena.

  "I uand that this is a difficult transition, Elena," Kintovar replied calmly. "But the headmaster's trol was not a healthy way to live. During these few days, you had better think long and hard about what yoing to do, because we will be leaving this isnd."

  Elena's anger and grief seemed to ebb slightly as she listeo Kintovar's measured response. Her shoulders slumped, and she wiped away tears with the back of her hand.

  "I... I don't know what to do," Elena admitted. "But I guess... I guess I have to figure it out, don't I?"

  Kintovar nodded. "Yes, Elena. You have the ake choices for yourself now, and that be a powerful thing."

  With those words, Kintovar turned her attention back to the task at hand.

  Aliana looked at Kintovar with curiosity and . "You're pnning to leave the isnd, too?" she asked. "But how? The magical power from the forest is the only way, and the headmaster had some dark ritual involving sacrifices. Are you going to do the same?"

  Kintovar pced one hand on her hip and stared at Aliana. "The headmaster had been using the magical power from the forest to try to leave this isnd, but yes, her methods were cruel and required sacrifices. Fortunately, her efforts have revealed a way for us to escape without such dark practices."

  She tinued. "With the knowledge we've gained from her experiments and the information we've gathered, we harhe magical energy in a more ethical way. We'll use the power of sd teology to create a path out of here, ohat doesn't harm anyone or anything in the process."

  Kintovar turo Risebelle. "Risebelle, it's time," she said firmly.

  Risebelle nodded. She retrieved her on and aimed it at the magical academy building. With a powerful bst, the structure crumbled, and its pieces tumbled into the o, disappearih the waves.

  Kintovar watched the destru of the academy with a sense of closure. "It had to be done," she murmured.

  Kinthed, a weight lifting off her shoulders as the magical academy was reduced to rubble. She took a moment to collect herself, then turo her panions.

  "I think it's time for a fresh start," she decred. "I'll need a new uniform, a new b coat, and I o make a new pair of headphones. Let's get to work immediately. There's a lot to do!"

  Mystimona, who had been quietly the se, finally spoke up. "May I e along?”he asked.

  Kintovar turo him, her gaze thoughtful. After a moment of sideration, she nodded. "Yes, Mystimona, you e along with us if you wish," she replied.

  Aliana, standing with Gaiza, stepped forward as well. "Sihe magical academy is no more, we no longer have a pce to stay," she expined. "Would you be willing to accept us into yroup?"

  Kintarded them both with a weling smile. "Of course.”

  "You all stay at my b," she said, "but I must warn you, if you break anything, you're all out in the woods."

  With the matter settled, they prepared to leave the remnants of the magical academy behind and embark on a neter together.

  Haras gently hoisted Roselle and Risebelle over her shoulders.

  "The creations have indeed worked tirelessly today," Haras remarked. "They all deserve a well-earned and peaceful rest."

  Kintovar followed Haras' lead, gently pg Runebelle over her shoulder, ensuring that her creations were safe and secure. She nodded in agreement with Haras' se.

  "Yes, they've earheir rest," Kintovar said with pride and affe for her creations.

  "Well, I hope they don't even dream of more battles tonight. We could all use a break."

  As they walked, Haras couldn't help but say something after thinking about it,

  "Imagihe headmaster actually ing back to life one day, what if she casted auto-revive on herself,” Haras said with a pyful shiver, “She did seem quite vinced of it. Maybe we should keep a for any 'resurres' iure."

  Kintovar chuckled at the remark.

  “Well if she does indeed return, we will have all the tools we o defeat her once again. Her Magic will not best our creations.”

  After they arrived back at Kintovar's b, Kintovar carefully pced Runebelle iank on the sed floor, ensuring she was in a peaceful and stable dition. Meanwhile, Haras began the process of settling Roselle and Risebelle into their respective tanks.

  Kintnced around the b, a feeling of nostalgia washing over her.

  "It has been a while, hasn't it, Haras?" Kintovar remarked. "But now, it's time to get everything ba order."

  Haras took a moment to reflect as she pced Roselle and Risebelle in their respective tanks. Her hand lingered on Risebelle's cheek, a gesture of both affe and reassurance.

  “It sure has,. Oh, how I've missed this pce!”

  Kintovar nodded in agreement as she started the tanks, allowing the liquid to envelop her creations once more. The b was once again filled with the soft hum of maery and the gentle presence of her creations, and it felt like a homeing.

  Kintovar smiled at Haras, a sense of optimism in her eyes. Kintovar's words she twirled around, and ughed like mad.

  “Haras. This is the start of a neter, and we're going to make the most of it. We'll escape to the city and embrace the future, leaving the past behind us!”

  Haras embraced Kintovar, a smile lighting up her face. "To the City," she repeated, their journey ahead filled with possibilities and a bright future.