The soft light of dawn filtered through the windows of Kintovar's b. The room was bathed in a gentle glow. There was the hum of maery in the backdrop ing from the four floors. Kintovar, her rugged b coat draped over her shoulders and her short hair slightly disheveled, stood at her workbench, engrossed iask.

  Becky and Sybil, the former members of the Magical Academy who had chosen to betray their former institution, y on makeshift cots nearby, still asleep. They were now rexed with Kintovar and her group. Mystimona was in a er of the room. He was asleep after the intetle with Risebelle and Roselle.

  Kintovar worked on her new b coat, the fabric gradually taking shape under her skilled hands. She meticulously crafted her attire.

  At the same time, she had a plex array of wires and circuits spread out on her workbench, the foundation of her nehohe absence of her iik headphones was keenly felt by her. She decided to get to work oing a new pair.

  Hours passed. The room began to stir with activity. Dr. Haras, with her bubblegum-colored hair and boundless energy, was the first to wake. She stretched and yawned. Her high-pitched sound broke the silence of the m.

  "Good m, Kintovar!" she excimed, approag her friend with a warm smile. She couldn't resist ing her arms around Kintovar in a cheerful hug.

  Kintovar paused her work for a moment to return the embrace, smiling in respoo Haras's enthusiasm. "Good m, Haras," she replied with warmth. "I see you're as eic as ever."

  Haras released Kintovar from the hug and stepped back, her eyes gleaming with curiosity. "What are you w on, Kintovar?" she asked, her gaze shiftiween the b coat and the headphones in progress.

  Kintovar turned her attention back to her work, expining while also sewing. "I'm crafting a new b coat and headphones," she said. "The headmaster's power damaged my previous ones, and I 't afford to be without them for long."

  Haras nodded in uanding, her energy undiminished. "Well, I'm here to help however I ," she decred. "Just tell me what you need, and I’ll be right at your side!"

  Kintovar appreciated Haras's unwavering support. "Thank you, Haras," she said sincerely. "I could use some extra hands with the headphohe wiring is quite plex."

  With their roles defined, Haras joined Kintovar at the workbench, and together they tio build the nehoheir movements synized in perfect harmony.

  The duo tio work side by side. Haras skillfully helped Kintovar with the intricate wiring of the nehoheir hands moved in perfect coordination thanks to the many years of colboration they had on various projects.

  Haras, her eic spirit undiminished, couldn't help but ent ouation. "You know, Kintovar," she began with a pyful grin, "this feels just like old times, doesn't it? Back when we were creating Roselle, Risebelle, and Runebelle."

  Kintovar paused for a moment, her eyes meeting Haras's with a fond smile. "Yes, it does," she admitted. "And that's one of the things I love about having you around, Haras. You make everything seem so much easier."

  Haras blushed at the pliment but tio work diligently. "Well, we make a great team, Kintovar. I'm just happy to be able to help."

  The pair put the finishing touches on the headphones. Kintovar held them up with a sense of pride and joy. They had the sleek design and vibrant pink color that were a perfect match for the doctor’s style.

  "These are perfect," Kintovar decred with satisfa. "Thank you, Haras. With these headphones, I'll be bay full potential."

  Haras beamed with pride. She admired their handiwork. "I'm gd to help, Kintovar. Now you focus on your work without any distras!"

  Kintovar couldn't tain her excitement. She twirled around in her newly crafted headphones, "It's time to get to work, Haras!"

  The b held a sense of purpose and anticipation as the two great minds began to make their preparations.

  "We have the power of the mystical forest at our fiips," Kintovar tinued with one finger raised. "With the mana we collected from the headmaster's extractors, we have the means to make it happen."

  Haras nodded in agreement, her bubblegum-colored hair boung with her enthusiastients. "That's right, Kintovar! We've got everything we o make our escape and reach the city."

  Becky stirred from her slumber. Her short pink hair tousled upon her blinking away the remnants of sleep. She sat up slowly, her green eyes fog on the surroundings. The sight of Kintovar and Haras w diligently in the b brought a sense of ease. With a yawn, she stretched her arms and called out, "Mornin, everyone."

  Sybil, not far from Becky, also began to wake. Her shreen hair framed her delicate features. She opened her crystal-clear eyes. She sat up gracefully and spoke soft, "Good m."

  Kintovar, with her newly repaired headphones in pce, looked up from her work briefly as Becky approached. "M, Becky. I'm gd you're up. We have quite a pn ahead of us."

  Beodded, "So, what's the pn, doc?"

  Kintovar leaned in closer. She pced her hands behind her back while expining, "The pn is to use the energy we've collected from the Maractor. The city is about 1000 miles away from this isnd, and the headmaster's pn was to surround her body with enough flowing energy for one person to achieve flight and leave the isnd. However, I'm not like her. I want everyone on my team to atleast make it to the isnd. Mystimona has incredible magical power and probably make it roughly 500 miles with his flying abilities, based on my calcutions. But as powerful as he is, he still won't have enough to carry everyoh him."

  She paused for a moment. "That's where our work es in. We o find a way to amplify aend Mystimona's abilities. With the right modifications and iions, we make this pn work and ensure everyone's safety."

  Beodded with uanding. "Well, I know you’ll get it done, doc. I don’t got any doubt about that.”

  Sybil's worry spread across her face. She approached Kintovar. "What's the pn after we get to the city?" she asked. "I mean, we're leaving the isnd, but then what?"

  Kintovar took a moment to sider Sybil's question before she replied, "After we get to the city, oal is to prove that teology ot only coexist with magic but also surpass it in terms of power and innovation and spread it to the world. Right now, the world is dominated by magid we o show that teology bring about positive ge and advas."

  She paused for a moment before tinuing, "However, I must admit that I don't have all the iions and resources we'll need for this grand endeavor. I have been using what I could find within this forest and the tools of my Father. Now this is where someone else es in."

  Kintovar took a deep breath, "My mother," she said while looking down towards the ground. "I've never met her, but my father used to say I was just like her. Unfortunately, he made a fools move and challehe headmaster. In the process, he lost his life. I still don't uand why he would have made a move when he didn’t have the means to defeat her."

  She shook off the memories, her focus returning to the present. "But that's beside the point. I believe my mother is still alive, and she might be able to provide us with the resources and a better b than this one. With her help, we truly make a differend show the world the potential of teology."

  Kintovar looked at Sybil while pag around the area. "I have a way to locate her using my iions. If she's still alive, then we will be able to track her with my devices. If not, we'll adjust our pn accly. Either way, we'll tinue forward."

  Sybil nodded, uanding the significe of their mission. "We'll find her, Kintovar," she said with vi. "And together, we'll ge the world."

  Becky couldn't help but tease Sybil with a pyful smirk. "Hey there, Sybil," she said with a hint of amusement. "I thought you were the quiet and reserved type. You're practically taking over our versation."

  Sybil chuckled softly, "Well, someone has to make sure we're on the same page," she replied. "And it seems like Kintovar's mother is going to be a big part of our pn. We need all the information we get."

  Becky ughed, giving Sybil a friendly nudge. "I guess you've got a point there," she admitted. "But don't fet, I'm still the tough one. You're the brains of hting strategies.”

  Sybil smiled, "Brains ay, right?" she replied with a wink.

  Mystimona stretched zily, his purple aura briefly surged around him as he did so. “Good M.”

  Becky, not having had a versation with Mystimona before, decided to take the initiative. She turo him with a casual tone.

  "Mornin, guy," she said, giving them a nod. "I guess we're all going to be adjusting to the whole 'not being ehing, huh?"

  "Yeah, for me, it's been a straurn of events," he replied. "But I suppose it's better than being uhe headmaster's trol. By the way, nice headband."

  Becky chuckled, appreciating the pliment. "Thanks," she said, adjusting her red headband. "It's kind of my trademark."

  Sybil, while still wary of Mystimona's immense magical power, couldn't help but feel a bit more at ease with the friendly exge between him and Becky. She took a breath of fresh air.

  Aliana and Gaiza desded to the first floor. The moment she arrives, her pints filled the air. She was wearing nothing more than her pajama dress, and her frosty blue hair was slightly disheveled from sleep.

  "I 't believe how tiny Kintovar's rooms are," Aliana grumbled to Gaiza. "And speaking of which, why did you decide to sleep in there with me? You could have picked any other room. You don't have to be that itted to following me around."

  Gaiza responded with a small shade of red on her face, "I just wao ensure you were fortable, Princess Aliana. I…"

  Aliana's versation came to an abrupt halt once she approached the group gathered in the b. She noticed the presenystimona, Becky, Sybil, and Kintovar and assessed the situation.

  Aliana approached. She remaiern and she skipped any pleasantries; however, Gaiza spoke to everyoh a nervous, "Good m" to the group.

  Aliana cut to the chase, addressing Kintovar directly. "Kintovar," she began, "About the new battle dress you were supposed to create for me… is it pleted?"

  Kintovar, who had been engrossed in her work, looked up a Aliana's gaze. She paused for a moment, then responded, "It's pleted, Aliana. I've been busy, but I made sure it was finished. I'll show the battle outfits to all of you in a moment."

  Kintovar's annou about the new battle outfits caught everyone by surprise, and they exged puzzled gnces. Mystimona, who had beeively quiet, raised an eyebrow and spoke up.

  "Battle outfits?" he questioned. "What's the deal with those?"

  Kintovar decided to address the group as a whole. "Yes, battle outfits," she began. "The city we're heading to is going to be a dangerous pce, filled with uainty and potential threats. Aliana had the fht to suggest that we should be prepared. So, I've been w oing specialized battle outfits for each of you, not just Aliana."

  She paused for a moment before tinuing. "These outfits are desigo enhance your abilities and provide prote. We o be ready for whatever challenges we might fa the city. So, I hope you'll appreciate the effort that went into creating them. Behold!"