Roselle’s intervention broke the teandoff between Runebelle and Kintovar.“Runebelle, what are you doing? Why are you pointing your on at Dr. Kintovar? She’s our creator, o-our mother in a way! You ’t do this!”

  Kintred while addressing Roselle. “Roselle, get out of the way. This is something I o handle.” She raised her hand, signaling for Roselle to step aside.

  “But, Dr. Kintovar, I ’t let Runebelle do this! It doesen’t make any se all!”

  “I appreciate your , Roselle, but sometimes tough decisions have to be made. This is between Runebelle and me. Please, step back.”

  Roselle relutly plied, taking a few steps back to allow Kintovar to face Runebelle and her on alone.

  Tears welled up in Runebelle’s eyes. She hesitated, but after a while, lowered the on. “It’s impossible...“Roselle is right, but she’s als. I don’t know what to do anymore!”

  Kintovar ed her arms around Runebelle. Runebelle’s on disappeared. Tears flowed freely from Runebelle.

  Kintovar whispered soothingly, “I’m gd you decided not to fire, but if you had, I would have deserved it, wouldn’t I? I’ve been so focused on Risebelle that I haven’t given you and Roselle the attention you both deserve. I promised to be there for all of you.”

  Roselle felt a wave of relief. She thought to herself, ‘I don’t know what that was all about, but I’m so gd its over. I’ll ask Runebelle ter, maybe… just maybe we talk about it.’

  Kintovar worked diligently through the night. She tinued her repairs and research, but her thoughts kept drifting back to Haras, her partner. Kintovar whispered to herself, “I need Haras. She might be able to provide some key insight into to solving this, but she’s in jail. We have to find a way to get her out of there.”

  She checked the trag device, relieved to see that it still indicated Haras’ presehis gave her hope. Kintovar thought to herself, “Tomorrow, we should try to make a pn to get Haras out of jail. It won’t be easy, but we’ll have to try. Risebelle, I ’t finish your repairs just yet. I o make do with what I have.”

  The new day dawned in Alden’s . Roselle and Runebelle woke up, finding fort in each other’s presence; however, their creator, Kintovar, was no longer on the couch where they had fallen asleep. Instead, they heard shouting ing from another part of the house.

  Curious and a bit ed, the two sisters untahemselves and followed the sounds of otion.Hidden in the doorway of the room, Roselle and Runebelle watched as Kintaged in an intense versation with Alden and his wife.

  Kintovar spoke towards them with a serious demeanor, “I know it’s risky, but we ’t leave Haras to die in jail. She’s a brilliant stist, just like me, and she’s been unjustly imprisoned! We o break her out.”

  Alden and his wife exged worried gnces. Alden, speaking cautiously, responded, “Kintovar, we’ve weled you and your creations into our home, and we’ve grown very fond of you. But breaking into a high-security jail could endanger our family.”

  His wife added, “We’ve tried to live peacefully here. We don’t want to get involved in any criminal activities. It’s too much of a risk, especially with Sally around.”

  Kintovar’s face remained resolute. “I uand your position. I truly do. But there o be a promise. Here’s what I propose: I will attempt to get Haras out and finish the repairs on Risebelle. I will provide you with a clear timeline. If, during that time, any enfort entities show up here, I will surrender without resistand take full responsibility for any sequences.”

  Alden’s face hardened. “I don’t want any CPU showing up here, no matter what. If you choose to proceed, you do so knowing you’ll have to leave.”

  Kintaze softened slightl. “I have no choice. If I’m to tinue my work and save Haras, this is the path I must take. I’ll make sure that my as are calcuted to, minimize any risks to your family.”

  Alden looked at his wife, who nodded relutly. “We’ve been through a lot already, Kintovar. If you must go, then we’ll support you in your decision, but remember—if things get plicated, you o leave and not put us at risk.”

  Kintovar nodded solemnly. “Thank you. I’ll do everything in my power to make this as smooth as possible.”

  Kintovar reached for the handle of the door when her ears twitg slightly and heard some urning her head, she noticed a peculiar sight: a pair of shoes peeking out from behind the door. The shoes shuffled nervously.

  Kintovar raised an eyebrow, “Now, what’s this?” she mused. Kintovar reached out aly he door open wider. She looked behind the door and saw the two sisters huddled together.

  Kinthed. “I suppose I should be fttered by your curiosity.”

  Roselle looked up with wide, embarrassed eyes. “We were just… um… trying to see if everything was okay.”

  Kintovar chuckled and shook her head. “You two are quite the spies. But I suppose I ’t bme you for being curious.”

  Kintovar turned around and then began speaking.“Listen closely you two, Haras, the brilliant stist who has been my partner for years, is in jail, and we must rescue her. Mystimona, the mage whht us here, is also imprisoned. We ’t leave them in that predit.”

  Kintovar tinued, “I’ve learhat Gaiza, Elena, and the Ice Princess Aliana are i Jancito, while we’re currently in North Jancito. The journey won’t be easy. The North Jancito jail is at the top of the region, in the harshest ditions, with strong mages guarding it. But we ’t let that deter us. Our main goal is to secure our allies.”

  Kintovar moved one hand to her waist. “This mission will test your skills, your ability to fight, and your strategic thinking. I need you to listen to my ands and work together as a team. It will be a rather difficult task for you two without Risebelle’s leadership, but we ’t leave our friends behind. Are you both ready for this?”

  The two sisters nodded. Kintovar then expined, “Once we’ve rescued Haras and Risebelle is fully repaired, we’ll pn our jouro South Jancito. The teology there is crucial, and we’ve been io visit by Lina. It’s an opportunity we ’t miss. But for now, our focus is on North Jancito and the jailbreak. We o move quickly and effitly.”

  Kintovar looked at Roselle and Runebelle while pg two fingers by her sungsses. ” Now then, you two, let’s shift ears and rescue our friends. We will begin the operation post-haste.”

  The sisters nodded in unison.

  Roselle, now donning a bright e jacket with a hood that Kintovar had made for her, looked up at Alden with fidence. “We promise t Haras back, Mr. Alden. And Mystimona too, and we won’t bring the Cpu e here! I promise, promise!.”

  Alden smiled warmly at the sisters. “I know you will, girls. Just be safe, and remember, it’s a long north. Take care of each other and follow Kintovar’s lead. We’ll be waiting for your return.”

  Sally, now clutg a stuffed animal, approached them. She looked at Roselle and Runebelle with wide eyes. “You’ll e back to py, right?”

  Roselle bent down and gave Sally a gentle hug. “Of course, Sally. We’ll be back to py, and we’ll bring Haras with us. Yoing to love her!”

  Kintovar, who had been the se, approached them. “Thank you for your uanding, Alden, Sally. We’ll be back soon. Keep safe while we’re away.”

  With those words, the two sisters and their creator set off on their mission.

  The group of Kintovar,Risebelle and Rosebelle set off in the vast expanse of the terrain stretg before them. Roselle only now realized saw just how far away the jail was. It felt like they were treg up North for hour’s ontop of hours.“Do we really have to walk all the way, Kintovar? It’s so far...”

  Kintovar, wearing a fident look beh her pink sungsses, responded, “No, Roselle. I’ve anticipated this challenge. We don’t have to walk the entire distance. I’ve prepared something to make our journey easier.”

  With that, Kintovar reached into her b coat and pulled out a small device. She pressed a button, and moments ter, a sleek, futuristic vehicle emerged from a cealed location nearby. It was a pact hovercraft.

  Runebelle’s eyes widened in amazement. “That’s incredible, Kintovar. It’s so... advanced.”

  Kintovar chuckled. “I told you, my teology work wonders. This will get us to our destination much faster, and we’ll have more time to pn our approach to the jail.”

  Roselle and Runebelle looked excitedly at the hovercraft, they climbed aboard.

  The hovercraft glided smoothly over the terrain, moving effortlessly. Roselle and Runebelle settled into the fortable seats, their eyes wide with wonder.

  “I’ve never been in anything like this before,” Roselle excimed

  Kintovar smiled, “It’s a taste of what teology offer. There’s so much more to discover, and I hope this journey opens our eyes even more to the possibilities.”

  The hovercraft desded he North Jancito Jail, toug down with a gentle hum. Roselle, Runebelle, and Kintovar stepped out and pulled their hoods up to protect against the chilly snow. The imposing structure of the jail loomed before them.

  Kintovar looked at the jail and then at her creations. “This is where Haras is being held. Remember, the objective is to free her and Mystimona. Follow my lead.”

  Roselle and Runebelle nodded.

  Meanwhile, ihe North Jancito Jail, Haras, the brilliant stist with bubblegum-colored hair, sat in her cell. Her pink b coat and dress stood out in the cold cell. Despite her dire circumstances, she was filled with energy ahusiasm.

  “Hey, you!” she called out to the guard who had been stationed outside her cell. “Do you have any idea how b it is in here? I’ve already calcuted at least twenty different ways to escape. Should I get started?”

  The guard, a stern and stoidividual, barely aowledged her presence. His attention clearly elsewhere.

  Haras sighed and tio fiddle with a small gadget she had mao create. She smiled and looked up at the guard. “You know, it’s quite nice of you all to let me keep my b coat and gadgets! These are the officers I’ve ever had the pleasure of dealing with!”

  The guard, his patience worn thin by Haras’s incessant chatter, snapped, “Oh brother, Will you please just shut up?! I ’t get a moment’s peace with your stant ‘tech this, escape that’ nonsense.”

  “Oh, e on, Mr. Grumpy,” Haras replied. ”I bet I could create a better door with my tech gadgets than these dull cells you folks have here. You’d be amazed at the kinds of things I do!”

  The guard chuckled and shook his head. “Keep dreaming, Missy. These cells are reinforced with magic, you see. No ordinary gadgets are gon you out of here. They’re desigo keep even the craftiest of individual’s right where they belong. So unless you’ve got some magic tricks up your sleeve, you’re not going anywhere.” He leaned against the cell bars with a smug grin on his face.

  Haras tilted her head. “Oh, really? So you haven’t heard of the wonders of teology? It’s quite a marvel, you know. I could show you how it works if you just gave me a ce.”

  The guard scoffed. “Teology? That’s just a bunch of junk. Magis the world, not your fancy gadgets. If you knew anything about real power, you’d throw that tech of yours irash and start hitting the magic books, missy.”

  Haras chuckled while spinning around a circur-shaped iion of her own. “Well, you never know what a brilliant mind e up with. Maybe you’ll get to see the real magic that is teology really soon.”