Risebelle

  Critical Danger Zone:

  Magic Reserves: -85%

  Life Force: 60%

  Roselle:

  Magic Reserves: 40%

  Life Force: 45%

  Runebelle:

  Magic Reserves: 120%

  Life Force: 65%

  Dr. Kintovar’s eyes glittered with curiosity as she took in the dition of her creations. She began with Risebelle, carefully examining her mana reserves, which were dangerously in the ives. The e-haired stist furrowed her brow with but maintained her posed demeanor.

  “Risebelle,” she said softly, “you’ve pushed yourself to the limit, haven’t you?” With gentle care, she took Risebelle into her arms with a dispy of affe. “You’re quite the fighter, my dear. The strength you mao dispy and your ability to test the limits of the systems I designed tio impress me.”

  Risebelle’s cheeks flushed with embarrassment, and she averted her gaze. “I-I told you, Kintovar,” she mumbled, “You don’t o be so affeate with us. We’re your creations, after all.”

  Dr. Kintovar chuckled softly and patted Risebelle’s head. “I ’t help it,” she said while brushing her hair. “You all are like family to me. And a family takes care of one another.”

  Turnitention to Roselle, Dr. Kintovar carefully examined her dition. She he signifit drain on her magic reserves and the injuries she had sustained during the battle.

  “Roselle,” Dr. Kintovar said, her tole yet firm, “you’ve shown bravery in the face of danger. Good job.”

  Lastly, Dr. Kintovar turo Runebelle, whose magic reserves were surprisingly still above 100. “Runebelle,” she began, “you’ve been managing yic quite effitly. Your ability to support your sisters is endable. Keep it up.”

  Runebelle nodded. “I’ll do my best, Doctor.”

  Dr. Kintovar nodded her head “I’ve brought your healing tanks,” she said adressing the three of them with a slight smile. “I anticipated that these battles might be quite taxing, so I made sure to have them on me.”

  Risebelle, Roselle, and Runebelle exged relieved gnces, grateful for Dr. Kintovar’s fht.

  Roselle questioned with curiosity and fusion “You did? Where are they, Dr. Kintovar?”

  Dr. Kintovar chuckled softly and produced a small device. She set it on the ground, and then with a press of a button, the healing tanks that had been stored in her b materialized before Roselle, Risebelle, and Runebelle. The tanks were a familiar sight to them, drical chambers filled with a green healing liquid that had helped them recover from injuries and exhaustion tless times before.

  “They’re right here,” Dr. Kintovar said with a knowing smile. “I thought it would be wise to have them handy, just in case. After all, I know how hard you all tend to push yourselves in battle.”

  The three sisters approached the healing tanks with Relif. They had e to rely on these devices as a vital part of their recovery process, and they khat they would help speed up their recuperation.

  “Thank you, Kintovar,” Risebelle said. “Your fht is greatly appreciated.”

  Roselle and Runebelle obediently stepped into their respective healing chambers, the transparent drical doors sealing shut around them. The healing liquid inside immediately began its work, enveloping them in a soothing aalizing embrace. They closed their eyes, allowing the rejuvenating effects to wash over them.

  As the healing process started, they exged ghrough the clear walls of their chambers, each other reassuring smiles. They were well aware of how effective these tanks were i their strength, and they looked forward to being in top dition once again.

  Dr. Kintently carried Risebelle to her healing chamber, ign her protests. Risebelle’s cheeks flushed with embarrassment as she ced into the drical chamber filled with the healing liquid. She had always been fiercely indepe and disliked feeling vulnerable, especially in front of her creator.

  “I walk, you know,” Risebelle mumbled. “I don’t o be carried like some child!”

  Dr. Kintovar smirked pyfully as she activated the healing chamber. “Oh, Risebelle,” she teased, “I know you walk. But with yic reserves in the ives, it’s a miracle you haven’t exploded from the strai’s not take unnecessary risks, shall we?”

  With those words, Dr. Kintently pced Risebelle ihe healing chamber. The transparent door sealed shut, and the healing liquid began its magic, gradually rest Risebelle’s depleted energy.

  Meanwhile, the mages who had been attempting to remove one of the maractors from the area took a break. They gathered in a small circle, their faces holding exhaustion and uainty. They had experienced firsthand the devastating power of Aliana’s magid it had left them shaken and questioning their choices.

  One of the mages, a young man with messy brown hair, spoke first while trembling with uainty. “Did you see what she did out there?” he began, his eyes darting around the group. “It was like nothing I’ve ever seen before. We barely survived that blizzard.”

  A young woman with short, fiery-red hair nodded in agreement, looking troubled. “I know she’s ae Mage and all,” she said, while putting one hand on her side. “But that... that level of power is beyond anything we’ve been traio ha’s like she’s on a pletely different level…”

  A third mage, a more experienced oh streaks of gray in his hair, sighed deeply. “I never signed up for this,” he admitted, running a hand through his hair. “We were supposed to be extrag mana to help our cause, not fag off against a Swods devastating magic.”

  The group fell into a somber silence, each lost in their own thoughts.

  Dr. Kintovar took a moment to check the location of the Maractors. She pulled out a small device with a holographic dispy that sho of the area. Her keen eyes sed the information, and she hat one of the extractors was located to the north of her current position.

  She observed the map, her mind raced with calcutions and strategies. She muttered to herself, “The remaining Maractor is north of our current positiohe edge of the forest. I’ll o deal with it soon.”

  She decided to press forward while keeping a watchful eye ohree creations in their healing tanks. Dr. Kintovar khat time was of the essence, and she couldn’t afford to waste any opportuo achieve her objectives.

  As she ventured further into the forest, she eventually spotted figures taking a break in the distahese images were unaware of her preseheir guard down as they recovered from the earlier enter with Aliana. Dr. Kintovar khat this was the perfect opportunity to strike.

  Dr. Kintovar took aim at the group of mages with her BG-356 now assembled once again. She couldn’t help but smirk beh her pink headphones as she pted the situation.

  ’They uimated my creations,’she thought to herself, ‘They thought they could oppose me, but they have no idea of the power of my neons, especially the BG-356. It’s a testament to my genius, a fusion of magid teology that surpasses anything the Magic Academy offer!’

  Her sungsses hid her calg gaze as she tio analyze the mages. “They questioned my methods, my iions, and my vision for this world,” she mused. “But they will soon learn the folly of uimating Dr. Kintovar. With the BG-356, I will show them that my genius knows no bounds.”

  Dr. Kintovar’s fiightened origger. She repared to unleash the full might of her iion

  The BG-356 unleashed its devastating energy, and the bst struck the Maractor with pinpoint accuracy. The device erupted in a massive explosion, sending shards of metal and magical energy scattering in all dires. The mages, caught off guard by the suddeonation, were engulfed by the bst.

  As the smoke and debris settled, the area where the Maractor had oood was now a sm crater. The mages y lifeless on the ground, battered and disorieheir robes singed and tattered.

  “There are four more to go,” Kintovar said to herself.

  She spins around to face Roselle, Risebelle, and Runebelle, who were still resting in their healing chambers, she regarded them with pride and .

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  Roselle, Runebelle, and Risebelle woke from their rest. They felt an unusual surge of energy. Their systems were fully restored, their life force renewed, and their magic reserves were restored to 200%

  Roselle stretched and yawned, her yellow hair casg around her. “I feel incredible,” she excimed with enthusiasm. “I’ve never recovered this quickly before!”

  Runebelle, her blue and pink hair in disarray, looked around in surprise. “This is amazing,” she murmured, her eyes wide with wonder. “I’ve never felt so refreshed...”

  Risebelle, who had been carried to her healing chamber by Dr. Kintot out and blinked in astonishment. “I ’t believe it... this felt abnormally quick...” she said,” Thank you Kintovar. I feel like I could take on the world again.”

  Dr. Kintovar watched her creations with a pleased smile, her e hair framing her face. “I’m gd to see you all in such high spirits,” she said. “But we mustn’t waste time. There are still four Maractors to disable, and we ’t afford to let uard down.”

  Roselle, Runebelle, and Risebelle exged puzzled gheir fusion evident. Something didn’t add up.

  Risebelle spoke up. ” Kintovar, I thought there were five Maractors left in total,” she said, her blue hair swaying as she looked at her creator for crification. “Did something happen to one of them?”

  Dr. Kintovar remained calm and posed as she addressed their s. “You are correct,” she firmed, “There were inally five Maractors, but while you were resting, I took care of one of them.”

  Risebelle blinked in surprise, her blue hair messy from her ret rest. “You took care of one while we were asleep?” she asked with astonishment.

  Dr. Kintovar nodded. “Yes, Risebelle,” she replied. “I wao ehat you all had the opportunity to rest and recover fully. Now that you’re ready, we tinue our mission.”

  Roselle stepped forward with a bright smile on her face. “Dr. Kintovar, you truly are amazing!” she excimed.

  Dr. Kintovar chuckled briefly. Then, she projected a holographic map of the area, dispying the locations of the remaining Maractors. Her e hair cascaded down her back as she began to expin the pn to her creations.

  “There are four Maractors left,” she began, “As you know, these extractors are likely to be heavily guarded, and we ’t uimate the potential threat they pose.”

  She poio the locations of the extractors on the map. “Three of these extractors will be guarded by the Magic Academy’s elite mages,” she tinued. “These are individuals who may be as powerful as Aliana. Acc to Risebelle though, it did take four of them to take her down. ”

  Clearihroat, Risebelle interjected with a raised finger. “Uh, Kintovar, about what I mentioned earlier regarding the number of Elite mages... I may have exaggerated a bit. It wasly four of them. It was more like... two and a half.”

  Dr. Kintovar shifted from posed to incredulous. “You....WHAT? Do you realize how long it took me to prepare this pn!?”

  “I-I’m sorry, Kintovar,” Risebelle stammered, her gaze dropping to the ground. “I didn’t mean to mislead you, I just...”

  Dr. Kintovar let out a frustrated sigh and facepalmed. “Actually, I knew you were exaggerating the number of mages.”

  “You... you did?”

  Dr. Kintovar nodded. “Of course,” she replied, a faint smile tugging at the ers of her lips. “I’ve been w with you long enough to know that you didn’t want to seem weak in front of your new sisters. Am I wrong?”

  Risebelle’s cheeks flushed with embarrassment. Roselle giggled and patted Risebelle on the shoulder.

  “Hey!” Risebelle protested and shook off her embarassment. She swatted Roselle’s hand away. “Cut it out, Roselle.”

  Dr. Kintot back to business and tinued with the pn. “oal is to disable these extractors while minimizing flict with the elite mages. We don’t want unnecessary flict. If we enter them, we will engage in bat only as a st resort.”

  Risebelle raised a hand “What about the fourth extractor?” she asked curiously.

  Dr. Kintovar poio the st remaining red dot on the map. “The fourth extractor is located in a less poputed area, seemingly far away from the Magic Academy” she expined. “I will take care of that one personally while you three hahe ones guarded by the elite mages. We will regroup ohe extractors are disabled.”

  Roselle nodded in agreement, “Uood, Dr. Kintovar,” she said. “We’ll do our best to disable the extractors without causing ‘unnecessary flict’!”

  Runebelle added with her gloomy face. “We’ll be careful, and we won’t let you down.”

  Dr. Kintovar smiled at her creations, proud of their dedication. “I have faith in all of you,” she said. “Let’s get to work and put ao this mana draining ond for all.”