Glenda rubbed her eyes and opened them, noticing that a tall person in a black cloak stood in front of her, waiting for her to wake up.

“Oh, hello there. I see that you’re awake now.” The person in the black cloak said.

“Say what?” Glenda mumbled. She got up, looked around, and adjusted her glasses before, finally, shifting her attention back to the unknown person. “Where am I? What happened to Troy? And why are you wearing that?”

“Doesn’t matter; all you need to know is your life will end in this very room.” The cloaked person wrapped their magic around Glenda, lifting her into the air and making it difficult for her to breathe.

“I know you’re using a cloning spell...” Glenda weakly said while gripping the magic around her neck tightly.

“Oh?”

“But why? Why are you using dark magic to cause havoc at school?”

“Will you stop talking? It’d be much easier for me to—”

“No, never! Try as you’d like, but there’s no chance in—”

“Won’t you just shut up already!?” The person in the cloak exclaimed.

Glenda said nothing more, closed her eyes, and muttered something to herself. The cloaked person tilted their head in confusion, wondering why she gave up the fight just like that. She didn’t seem to care about their threats, especially now that she was about to die.

When Glenda opened her eyes again, however, they had turned white. The dark purple aura suffocating her changed to a bright aqua color as her magic forced the cloaked person away from her.

They flew across the room, connecting with the walls behind her, causing them to tumble down. The impact nearly caused the hood to fall off. As they got up from the rubble, she noticed Glenda, safe and alive on the ground, now with a weapon in her hands: the nunchucks. She looked up and found that their hood slipped up and revealed their identity.

“Bridget?” Glenda gasped. “No way, you’re on their side too?”

“Does it matter? You will die before you get the chance to stop our ultimate plan!”

Glenda’s blood boiled. She’s had it with all this nonsense. “Just try to stop me now if you can then!” She boasted.

‘Bridget’ clenched her fists, pulled out a magic pocket knife from thin air, charged up with dark magic, and ran towards Glenda.

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Their weapons clashed together before jumping and ducking to avoid getting hit by the other person. They threw magic at each other to catch the other off guard.

Some time had passed before Glenda, and ‘Bridgets’ body ached from all the fighting.

“Is that all you got?” She mocked. “I’ve fought pebbles that were tougher than you.”

Glenda couldn’t help but tilt her head in confusion. “What? But pebbles are—”

The ground shook as a faint explosion occurred faintly in the distance.

“What’s going on? What’s happening?” Glenda questioned.

‘Bridget’ smiled. “Seems like the plan is coming together...” She cackled.

“You mean, you distracted me? It was a trap?”

“Don’t say it like that; it’s more like I distracted you, making sure you don’t get in our way, and it worked too!”

Oh no, I have to get out of here! Glenda’s eyes darted across the room and panicked. Where’s the exit? There’s got to be an exit, but how can I escape without her chasing after me?

“Don’t even bother trying to escape, you’re not going anywhere, old lady...”

“Why you—!”

Before the two could resume fighting, however, a man’s voice echoed across the room. The two looked around, searching for the source of the sound. Glenda recognized that voice.

“Glenda, can you hear me?” The voice cried out.

“Clause? Yes, I can!” Glenda called out.

“Oh, you can hear me? That’s splendid!”

“Where have you been all this time?”

“I sadly cannot say, it’s very complicated, but you’re fighting a fake— look out!”

The fake Bridget shot beams at Glenda, blocked them all off with her nunchuk without even looking.

“Uh, never mind.” Clause said. “What about you?”

“Same here really,” Glenda replied unhappily.

“Oh, wait a minute, there’s something important I’d like to tell you. I know who’s behind all this!” Clause exclaimed.

“Really? You do?”

“It’s Troy; he’s working with the clones, including the one you’re fighting! You need to get out of here now!”

‘Bridget,’ finally getting sick of her ignorance, her grip tightened, as she charged at Glenda with her magic knife, but Glenda twisted the knife and pried it off from her hands again.

“Thank you for telling me this.” Glenda said proudly to Clause, “I’ll head out now.” She walked away and threw the clone against the wall, dropping the knife to the floor. After that, she used a teleportation spell, and left, leaving the clone to rot alone in the cell.

Clause watched sorrowfully as the image in the cauldron dispersed and returned to plain water.

“You’ve done all you can,” Akapin said.

“You think so?” Clause replied, doubtfully.

“Yes,” Akapin reassured him.

“Guys, I got it,” Murasakiiro told them, bringing another bubble over and slowly dropping it into the cauldron.

“About time. I mean, yay!” Akapin exclaimed.

“Step back.” Murasakiiro cautioned.

“Certainly!” Clause replied.

“Will do, ma’am,” Akapin added.

As the bubble sank into the cauldron, the water erupted once more, like a geyser before settling down.

“Uh, pardon me,” Clause inquired, “But why does it keep doing that?”

“Oh, that? I don’t know.” The Princess answered.

“...Wait; are you serious?”

“Not everything will have an answer, and maybe it never will.”

“But—”

“Ah, the projection has finished,” Murasakiiro commented.

The water’s reflection showed a new image. This time, however, the location was much more unclear. Despite this, Clause, Akapin, and Murasakiiro found Bridget, Midoricha, and Gurenji walking around in the area.

“It’s them.” Akapin deduced. “We can see them now!”

“That’s great.” The Princess replied. “Now, all we have to do is wait and pray for them to succeed...”