In the face of this overwhelming force, Rawna thrust the Spear of Destruction forward, attempting to use its power to counteract the oncoming energy. The two immense forces clashed, causing a blinding explosion of light and power that rippled through the area.

The shockwave from the collision shook the very foundation of Shadowcroft, and the facility quaked in response to the titanic clash of forces. Rawna struggled to hold her ground against the relentless energy of the Cyron Elimination Cannon, her body straining from the effort.

Rawna grappled with the relentless force of the Cyron Elimination Cannon. The unstoppable power of the beam had pushed her back through the city and back to the Desert Town. Her attempts to counter it with the Spear of Destruction had proven futile. In her moment of desperation, she muttered to herself, "Why? Why can't the Spear of Destruction destroy it? You… are you…."

Rawna’s anger erupted. She glared at the spear. "You are the Spear of Destruction, created by the Goddess Exultania. Your destructive power knows no equal! Now do what you were made to do!"

In response to her words, the Spear of Destruction began to glow with a newfound intensity. With the Spear of Destruction's power amplified, Rawna unleashed an unprecedented torrent of energy. The destructive forces seemed evenly matched for a brief moment. The edge of city between The Desert and Shadowcroft stood at the center of this epic struggle. The ground trembled from the titanic forces within the sky.

But the tide began to turn with the Spear's intensified destructive energy. The Cyron Elimination Cannon was beginning to be overpowered. Rawna shouted loudly, “The Spear of Destruction shall fulfill its purpose! Shadowcroft will be destroyed!"

The scientists in the room looked lost. Dr. Winter's eyes darted from one monitor to another.

Thinking quickly, she turned to one of the lead engineers and barked, "Check the auxiliary generators! We need more energy flow to the cannon immediately."

The engineer nodded and rushed to the control panel that regulated the auxiliary generators. Dr. Winter's gaze shifted back to the main console. She searched for other adjustments that could be made.

The scientists returned to Dr. Winter with grim looks. One of them who had a pale face stepped forward. "Dr. Winter, the auxiliary generators... they were sabotaged. We don't know who did it, but they're completely non-operational."

Dr. Winter's eyes widened in horror. "Sabotaged?! We're running out of time! Without those generators, the cannon won't have enough power to hold off Rawna's attack."

She began to pace. "We're all going to die," she muttered with her frustrations and fears intertwining. "Unless..."

She paused, and then snapped her finger. "We have to use our Super Trump card."

The scientists around her stammered with eyes widening in alarm. "Y-You don't mean ‘that ‘Super Trump card," one of them exclaimed.

Dr. Winter nodded firmly. "Yes, I do. All of our other options went out the window the moment the generators went out of play. We have no choice."

"But Dr. Winter," another scientist protested, "using the Super Trump card could possibly cause irreversible damage to the base. We've never tested it under these conditions!"

"We don't have time for what-ifs!" Dr. Winter snapped. "If we don't act now, Shadowcroft will be destroyed. Summon Kintovar. Now!"

In a moment’s notice, Kintovar, Roselle, Risebelle, Runebelle, and Mystimona came to the 6th floor upon request. Dr. Winter approached Kintovar with a solemn look. "Kintovar, I'm deeply sorry for putting all of you in this position. But we need your help now more than ever."

Kintovar's brow furrowed in concern, "Help with what, Dr. Winter? What’s the current situation?”

Dr. Winter quickly explained the dire situation, "The Spear of Destruction is closing in on Shadowcroft, and it's not something we can defeat through conventional means. I am going to need your help in activating a Super Trump card. "

Kintovar looked at Dr. Winter curiosity. "Super Trump card? I don't recall anything like that. What does it involve?"

Dr. Winter hesitated for a moment, then decided to continue. "Kintovar, I understand that you've been through a lot, and your memory might be foggy from your time in jail. But I know you were involved in the creation of this technology, and you have the knowledge we need to activate it. It's our last hope to stop the Spear of Destruction and protect Shadowcroft."

Kintovar nodded. "If it can save Shadowcroft, then I'll do whatever I can to help. Just remind me of what needs to be done."

Dr. Winter and Kintovar entered the control room. Dr. Winter entered a secret code, and a small slot opened in the control panel. With a solemn look, she placed her unique weapon into the slot.

Dr. Winter turned to Kintovar, who was hesitant, and explained the next step. "Kintovar, we need your unique weapon here. The one you designed two years ago, the AD Something. It's crucial for the functioning of this cannon!"

Kintovar looked at the weapon she had designed and now upgrade, the Bg-356 which was now BG-360 and had a label with the name on it.

Kintovar grappled with the charade she was playing. ‘This isn't the weapon they're asking for, but I have to keep up the act. Dr. Winter believes I'm still the Kintovar they know. I can't jeopardize our chances to stop the Spear of Destruction either. I'll have to use my upgraded BG-360 and hope it works.’

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Kintovar reluctantly placed her BG-360 in the slot. The control room came to life with a series of mechanical whirring and humming. Lights dimmed, and the control panels began to display intricate patterns of energy flow. All power in Shadowcroft was cut off, causing the city to plunge into darkness under the night’s sky.

The Cyron Elimination Cannon underwent its transformation into Domination mode. The colossal cannon seemed to come alive with a vibrant display of lights, generating an immense aura of power. The surrounding technology and machinery contributed to its imposing presence, giving the impression of a super cannon.

Rawna closed in on Shadowcroft. She had already demonstrated her ability to repel the Cyron Elimination Cannon's shots, leaving Shadowcroft vulnerable to her destructive weapon. The Spear of Destruction was poised to be thrown, with catastrophic consequences on the horizon.

However, just as Rawna prepared to unleash the Spear, Kintovar and Dr. Winter shouted in unison, “FULL POWER, FIRREEE!!!" The Cyron Elimination Cannon unleashed its next shot with overwhelming force. The energy beam streaked through the sky, racing toward Rawna and her malevolent weapon.

The sheer power of the Cyron Elimination Cannon's shot left Rawna and the Spear of Destruction struggling against its unstoppable force. Rawna was pushed back, and the spear's destructive energy could not immediately counteract the beam's trajectory.

Rawna tried to steady herself against the relentless force of the Cyron Elimination Cannon's shot. She attempted to position the Spear of Destruction to counter the overwhelming beam, but the sheer intensity of the attack left her disoriented and unable to get into position.

With a cry of frustration and desperation, Rawna was engulfed by the beam's energy. The force sent her flying across the desert with her cry echoing through the night.

The scientists in the control room watched in stunned silence.

Dr. Winter, her face one of excitement and a scientist's analytical focus, addressed Kintovar and the others. "We did it! We got her. The Spear of Destruction is immensely powerful, but it has one critical vulnerability – it requires a capable wielder. If the wielder can't withstand the force, neither can the Spear. Rawna could have unleashed its full potential and annihilated us all, but we intercepted her at just the right moment so she couldn’t launch an attack, preventing the catastrophe."

Dr. Winter laughed. “This is a significant victory for Shadowcroft, and it reinforces the importance of our defenses. We'll need to remain vigilant, but for now, we can celebrate this win. Our Company is safe once again!"

The scientists in the control room erupted in cheers. Despite the surroundings being filled with darkness, the atmosphere was cheerful. The loss of five floors was a heavy cost, but the fact that Shadowcroft itself was still standing brought relief and a sense of triumph to the entire time. Kintovar, Roselle, Risebelle, and Runebelle exchanged smiles of relief.

Two of the science women looked up to Dr. Kintovar and Dr. Winter with admiration. "Dr. Winter, Dr. Kintovar, your leadership and expertise saved us all. It's an honor to work with you both."

Several of the science men were equally awed and inspired by their display of power and knowledge. One young engineer stepped forward with a grin. "Thank you, Dr. Winter, Dr. Kintovar. Your quick thinking and decisive actions are the reason we're still here."

Others in the room chimed in, offering their congratulations and thanks. Dr. Winter addressed them with a humble smile. "I couldn't have done this without all of you and Kintovar. Every single person here played a crucial role. If even one component was off, we would have been cooked. This victory belongs to all of us."

Roselle, Risebelle, and Runebelle joined Kintovar and Dr. Winter, sharing in the celebration. Mystimona, on the other hand, was being tended to by a nurse. He received treatment for the wound he had sustained in the battle with Rawna. The medical staff worked diligently to ensure he would recover from the injuries inflicted by the Spear of Destruction.

One of the nurses, noticing Mystimona’s impressive physique, remarked, "You’re in remarkable shape. Your muscle mass is incredible."

Mystimona smiled. "I’ve trained every day since I got out of my hibernated state a long time ago. It’s a habit I picked up to stay prepared for battles like these."

The nurse nodded, intrigued. "Hibernated state? That must have been quite an experience. And your self-healing abilities are remarkable as well. We’re seeing rapid tissue regeneration that’s uncommon even among enhanced individuals."

Mystimona managed a small smile. "Yeah. I heal faster than most. Not quite sure why that is though…”

‘Although, being a Demi-human might have something to do with it,” Mystimona thought to himself.

In the midst of the celebration and relief, Kintovar's face suddenly took on a concerned look as a memory resurfaced. She remembered her friend and the co-creator of her creations, Haras, leaving the room during the alarm that had warned of Rawna's arrival.

Kintovar's mind flashed back to that moment:

The red lights flashed, and the alarm blared loudly through the research facility. Scientists rushed around, trying to make sense of the situation.

At the time when the alarm continued to echo through the halls, Haras spoke in a new lab coat they were given with a laugh. “Well, well, Dr.Kintovar, looks like we're in for an exciting day! I always wanted to test our emergency protocols, but I was hoping for a more controlled experiment."

Kintovar replied, "Well, Haras, you always know how to find the silver lining in any situation, but I have to admit, this isn't exactly how I envisioned this day at Shadowcroft."

Haras chuckled and said, "Well, you know me, Kintovar. I like to try and make the best of things. Besides, with you here, what could go wrong?”

At that very moment, the door to the lab swung open, and Roselle, Risebelle, and Runebelle rushed in. Roselle spoke with distress, "Kintovar, my cannon was destroyed, and Mystimona is currently fighting the Violent-haired woman who did it!"

Kintovar's concern grew. “Impossible… Roselle, Summon your Cannon.”

Roselle summoned her Cannon on the word ‘weapon’.

Roselle summoned her cannon on the word ‘weapon.’ The device appeared in many pieces, scattered and broken.

Kintovar stared in disbelief. "No way. I can't believe this. I made that cannon to withstand even the toughest of magical attacks."

She examined the fragments. The power of the goddess items was undeniable, far beyond anything she had anticipated. Kintovar muttered to herself, "If I can acquire one of these goddess items, maybe... just maybe…’

However, before Kintovar could delve further into her thoughts, Haras had already rushed out of the lab. Kintovar called after her, "Haras, where are you going?"

However, before Kintovar could delve further into her thoughts, Haras had already rushed out of the lab. Kintovar called after her, "Haras, where are you going?"

Haras stopped briefly, running in place and showing a medical pack.

Kintovar sighed in relief, “Ah, I see. You’re going to test that invention out?”

Haras nodded enthusiastically. “Yes! If I throw this at Mystimona when he is injured, he’ll be all healed up! Iv’e always been itching to test this one!”

Kintovar gave a supportive nod, “Be careful, Haras.”

Haras dashed off with the medical pack in hand. That was the last time Kintovar saw her. Returning to the present, Kintovar couldn't shake the feeling of unease.

“Haras…where did you disappear to?”