"So dusty." Aergia searched the desolated field. Her eyes wandered around, looking for the bodies of her students. Moving past stones and cracks, she encountered more stones and crackheads.

You would think a spell capable of changing the very landscape of a massive field would inanimate the students. But thankfully with the loss of her other hand and with a little bit of sleight of hand, she was able to prevent the fucking deaths of her beloved students.

When suddenly out of the corner of her eye was none other than the heroic justice-filled person, Roland, who was 100% Justice Owl's true identity. Her eyes expanded as she gazed at the toasty burnt body of Roland.

Ignoring the body, she continued her journey, rhythmically tapping on her wounds which did absolutely nothing. "Well, guess the teacher alw- Blarghh!"

Her body wriggled rapidly as the contents inside her began to fall on the ground, giving it life and coating it in a beautiful smelly bloody mess.

*Cough* "I'm about to fucking pass out." She fell to the ground, her body colliding into the mixture of blood and bread she previously puked out.

"Dark God's God Slaying Strike!" Inku lunged at Aergia, her hands wielding a pure black dagger with a small skull for a pommel.

Aergia lifted her hand and punched the air, sending out a gust of wind that carried Inku gently before slamming her onto a nearby raised rock.

She pushed herself up and sat on the contents of her earlier brawl. She then pulled a comically sized bottle out of her pocket. Like a baby she crunched the bottle, her mouth dripping with blood directly out of her wounds caused by the shards inside her mouth.

Stuffing the remaining shards of glass down her throat, she let out a sigh of comfort and also a little leftover vomit. Working its magic, the wounds on her body all glowed in a strong blinding white light.

The light subsided and her wounds were healed perfectly all regenerating and creating a carbon copy of her flesh. Of course, this included her hand and her clothes. I

She moved her newly formed hand around like a child curious about a butcher's knife. With every twist and turn done by her fingers, she felt the blood rushing in trying to make it move.

Maybe an 80% grade is okay for them. But they did lose and I did say it was either a win or a loss. However, on the other hand, they were able to get rid of my hand so that's at least worth 50%. Actually, did I even say that?

"It ain't over!" Walking and producing a loud thump with every step, Marilyn strode with a hammer on her shoulder. She tossed away her sunglasses, vacation shirt, and flower necklace.

"Let me show you the strength of somebody who was massaged by people wearing coconuts!" She swung her hammer down at Aergia. The hammer collided with the air, producing a loud vibration that echoed around them.

Aergia pointed her index finger at Marilyn and moved her thump up, mimicking a gun. "Bang!" Emerging from her fingertip was the combined strength of a gorilla and a bear, traveling at the speed of a bullet.

Marilyn was flung the immense powerful smidge of magic condensed to a small bullet. Her body was launched meters away and yet she was able to stand up as if nothing happened.

"How?" Aergia tiredly got up from her nice bloody seat and cracked her fingers. "Actually it doesn't matter." She raised her hands and jabbed her fingers up to the sky.

Marilyn stretched her body and spat out a bullet onto the ground. "The world is that like that and I w-graah!" Black spears rose

from the ground and pierced her all over. Her massive black pupils transformed into two Xs and her tongue hung out.

"... Fuck." Aergia's face began to sweat a storm as she observed the corpse of her student. "But she was able to survive the bullet." With a confused look on her face, she was shanked by Vanity.

"Eat shit you vermin! Hahaha." Vanity laughed as she twisted the knife. As she smiled widely she was slammed onto the ground by a gust of wind.

Aergia faced her body and punched the air on top of her in a downward motion. A strong gust of wind shot out of her hands and onto Vanity, slamming her onto the ground again.

Vanity tried to get up but she was again slammed onto the ground by a gust of wind. "Stop it!" Aergia repeatedly punched the air, sending out a barrage that forced Vanity to bounce and smack the ground over and over again.

"You f-gwack!"

"I-oomph!"

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With every punch, her body smacked the ground, then bounced up from the force before getting pushed back again. It was devastating to her.

*Cough Cough Cough*

She wiped her face clean of Vanity's blood and pointed her hands at Marilyn. "I killed my student and you took that as a chance to do a surprise attack."

Vanity lay motionless on the ground, her face covered with blood and her body bruised all over. "Look at her!" Aergia pointed her finger at Marilyn who was now in a brown wooden coffin surrounded by multiple hooded mourners.

"She's dead." Aergia pulled the knife out of her stomach. She wasn't rewarded with the title of King of some crappy place but with some external bleeding alongside more internal bleeding.

"Murmur." Vanity's mouth moved slightly and the area around them glowed white from her magic. Aergia manically waved her hand downwards, creating a barrier around her.

But Vanity just smiled, her body still beaten badly. "Don't mess with the Saint (candidate) you leech." She closed her eyes and lifted her middle finger up.

"I should teach some manners to you." She turned her body around and immediately jabbed her fingers forward. Shards of ice flew off her fingertips and towards a recently healed student.

Bridget swung her sword up, cutting all the shards of ice into snow. "This battle is meaningless. This whole test is."

"Is that so?" Aergia aimed her fingers at Bridget and desperately shot out bullets. "Take it easy."

Bridget gracefully danced through the battlefield. Swinging her sword at every bullet, slicing it in half faster than Aergia's hands.

She inched closer and lunged forward, her sword imitating a rapier. Aergia punched the air in front of her, sending out a gust of wind.

*Floosh*

Bridget swung her sword in a downward arch, creating a gust of wind that canceled out Aergia's attack. With the momentum of her sword, she changed its direction and swung upwards, cutting the barrier and then cleanly through Aergia's hand.

Aergia shut her other hand close and slammed it onto the ground, Bridget followed alongside. She waved Bridget around before throwing her far away.

*Cough Cough* She snapped her fingers and summoned balls of fire. She then twirled her finger around, luring the flames and spinning them into a tornado. She flicked her finger and launched the tornado at extreme speeds.

Bridget jumped and dashed through the flames, her sword mowing through the tornado. She fell to the ground, and ran on all fours, throwing the sword into the air before jumping up like a panther, grabbing the sword, and swinging it at Aergia.

Aergia closed her hand and grabbed Bridget telepathically, she stopped her in the air and lifted her hand up.

Bridget flew up but her sword did not. Just before she was flung, she threw the sword, which traveled like a harpoon, and slashed Aergia's hand off.

Aergia staggered and was elbow-dropped by Bridget. She was bodied onto the ground, her hands bleeding out a river. Bridget grabbed her sword and spun it in the air before aiming at Aergia's heart. "Cough cough! I surrender."

Bridget got off her teacher and stabbed her sword into her scabbard. She dusted herself with dust and reached out her hand for Aergia to grab.

Aergia stared dumbfounded and let out a sigh of annoyance. "You pull no punches." She kicked herself up and lifted her wounded half arm.

Blood began to flout around them, covered in a white aura, the blood was inserted into her wounds. Her hands followed after, floating into her unpaid amputation and instantly healing.

She licked the leftover blood on her fingers and cracked her pinky finger. With one swift motion of nothingness, she lifted all the students into the air.

"Unlike you, I prefer to limit myself."

"Then don't."

"Huh?"

"Why limit yourself? What's power without action? In this meaningless world, why not used all your capabilities to fight and wait for your demise?"

"You prove a good point." She dropped her students onto the ground and clapped her hands loudly. "But I'm a teacher before a magician and frankly I don't want to hurt my precious students whose names I can't remember."

She pulled out two red scarlet spears from her palms. She lifted them both and pointed them at Bridget. The spears let out scarlet particles and a red-tinted trail.

"But you!" Her wings spread out behind her, occupying Bridget's entire vision. "I'll gladly make an exception for you!" Her pink hair rose into the air slightly, her whole body was covered in a scarlet aura and her eyes focused entirely on her enemy.

"Because after all, you are special! But so am I!"

Bridget grabbed her sword tightly and began to rapidly stab herself. Her entire body was filled with holes and wounds and this was helpful to her. She spun her sword in the air and dived it directly into her heart. "Being special means nothing."

Her body burst into purple flames, all the wounds spilling out a purple mist that surrounded them both. "In the end, we all perish." She lifted her sword which was coated in a blanket of fire.

"However my death is not scheduled here!"

The two powerhouses posed for a destructive duel, their auras both colliding and combining at the center of their stare-off.

When suddenly a red comet came down on them. "Room for one more!" Gale jumped out of the crater and snapped his bow in half, his spiral pupils trembled with joy. "This looks like a GREAT OPPORTUNITY FOR ME TO FIGHT!"

Gale tapped his head and sharp hard long horns grew on his head. It was three pairs, a ram's, a goat's, and a bull's. His hands then shook furiously as his body was encased in a mixture of rock and a crustacean's shell.

With two big red claws, his body let out a starry night aura. Stars floated off him and his feet glowed brightly. " HERE'S A PRESENT FOR YOUR EARLIER PERFORMANCE!" He threw his hands into the air and began to channel the very stars above them.

"MONTAGUE STARSTREAM!!!" His hands exploded with stars of different shapes and colors. He placed his hands on his hips and stared directly upwards. The stars flew around, leaving trails of smaller stars and dividing into multiple stars.

"Now this seems excessive." Aergia clenched her teeth and spun her spears, creating a barrier around her. "But, hahaha ha, hay! You and Bridget still don't sta-

*bonk* Ernest walked forward and punched Aergia in the face.

Aergia's body was slammed into the ground, her face getting a taste of pain and a chockful of dust. "But how... I-I had a barrier." Ernest stood silently but victories over the drifting sleeper.

"..." His face remained exactly the same as he spun around and posed like a fresh idol with a disappointing future in politics.

"This victory is meaningless." Bridget fell to the ground, her flames turning to smoke.

"I'm gonna fire this still. Okay?" Gale grabbed all the stars and shot them at Ernest.