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There was too much going on, too much for the Pageless to react to; such was the true strength of Magical Girls. It was not by one fell blow but many decisive ones in unity that led to the Pageless’ destruction. Indeed, so rapid were the attacks that it barely had time to react to Nessie’s splurge of magical force, let alone prepare itself to counter. With one sword, holy and divine sticking out of its body and another, albeit less flashy, embedded in the other side, the Pageless rocked to and fro with near-comedic distortions and proportions. It wasn’t helped that its massive, mechanical body was pelted with musket fire and eldritch beams alike.

Its rage and its hatred bellowed out into the dying embers of the night, just as dawn began to peak over the horizon. But that too was smothered out, drowned by the literal force of Nessie’s newfound power. The first hit tore a hole clean through the Pageless’ body, the sheer force and pressure of the water ripping through as if the nightmarish creature was little more than tissue paper. Lilac Shimmer’s sword flew right out of its body from the sudden impact. The next hits tore it asunder completely and its own dark essence mitigated with the air, joining the dissolving water that was Nessie’s magic. What was left of the monster collapsed, its form dissolving back to the shadows of stories where it once came.

The Pageless failed once again, for now. A new story was borne into the world and the darkness receded away once more. Even the once hostage civilians were rescued, long since deposited just outside the work site. The Magical Girls could see the Pageless’ curses lose their effect on them and each one shook their heads as if spurned from a bad dream. However, their safety and movement out of harm’s way of the battle wouldn’t be by their hands, at least by no Magical Girl currently among them. Miracles came in small doses indeed.

It would only take some magic to return the construction site back to normal, erasing all evidence and trace that a fight of light and darkness once took place on its grounds. A spell wouldn’t be needed to keep the civilians ignorant of their true peril, not when all of them grumbled about bad hangovers and groggily wasting the night away just to walk to work now. Once all introductions and formalities were taken care of, there of course came the course of Ministry work.

With the mission successful, each and every one of them were expected to return to Marrywell Academy not only to report their mission briefings, but to also embrace some well-deserved rest in their dorms. The most prevalent issue at hand lay in Nessie herself. Life as she knew it was gone forever, replaced only by the Grand Ministry and the world of Magical Girls. By the time they’d reach [url=https://i.imgur.com/qzey6za.png]Marrywell Academy[/url], the sun was already shining up high and above to greet a new morning.
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