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Close your eyes and open your heart. Believe in yourself.

That's how it starts.

Dreams will come true.

Just wait and see. Cause the magic's in you and the magic's in me.

We are the weak. We are the weak. And I'm done without the weak.

You went to Pyros, then the Omega Dimension. You need some rest, sweetie.

I'm too revved up to sleep.

Nobody else seems to be having trouble sleeping. Why don't I make you some

dream tea?

Worried about Baltor. I'm more worried about our Enchantix training with

Griselda tomorrow.

The world around campus is. She might keep us all week. I hope I'm able to

squeeze some quality sky time in before things get too crazy.

So start squeezing. What are you waiting for?

Call him right now. It's 1 a.m.

Nothing wrong with calling to say goodnight.

Why not?

Oh. Is something wrong?

It went right to Hello Mail. He always leaves his phone on, even when he

sleeps. Why would he turn it off?

Okay, formation beta. Let's go, go, go!

B-Team checking in. No sign of the Baltor.

This is H-Team.

The fault monsters have been respelled. We're launching containment maneuvers.

Hostiles are down, T. Everyone's fine here. We're all clear.

Recon, rescue, and home in time to get four hours of sleep before class is in

the morning.

My boys did a full sweep.

Baltor is gone.

Along with all the magic that was stored in our vaults.

We're doing everything in our power to locate him.

If Baltor doesn't want to be found, he won't be found. And neither will our

powerful spell library.

This is all our fault, Miss Griffin. Our magic wasn't strong enough.

We're sorry, Miss G. We so didn't mean to zombie out and get all like, yes sir,

Baltor on you.

A witch never apologizes for getting spelled by a more powerful foe. Then

again, a witch never asks for help from a fairy or a hero either.

But under the circumstances, I'm afraid we have to. We must unite in order to

put an end to Valtor.

It's like first year all over again. When we were ejected from that aircraft

and forced to fly.

Except if I recall, those ordinary looking meatball fish things weren't in

our fairy... wings 101 class who's a good boy training will be quite

challenging today so listen up those ornery looking meatball fish things on

palladium's craft are rare specimens from the anti-magic dimension of negatus

these creatures absorb magic so only the most powerful enchantic spell delivered

with perfect precision has any chance of affecting them Stop them before they get

too close, or their anti-magic feedback could erase your powers forever. That

doesn't sound good.

Flora, you're first.

On my mark, they'll charge.

Don't worry, Flora. You'll do great.

Go!

Not just yet. Give her a second.

I've got you, Bloom.

We now present...

All that I really care about, Miss F, is if my power works against Baltor. And it

should do that, don't you think?

I'm not sure how your power will work. And speaking of Baltor, he's

disappeared. What do you mean? I thought he was at Cloud Tower.

He escaped.

But on the plus side, Cloud Tower is safe again.

That's good news, but Baltor's the only one who knows what happened to my birth

parents. So I have to find him and make him tell me.

I'm afraid he's undetectable.

There's a connection between my dragon fire and Balthor's power.

Maybe I can use that to somehow sense where he is.

Bloom, my dear, first you went to Pyros, then right away to the Omega Dimension.

What you need right now is to take some time off with your friends.

Transfiguration, realm eradication, hideosity spells, and planet eating.

There's so much power within these pages that if I tried to absorb all of it, I'd

surely implode and tear a hole in the fabric of time.

Sweet! These books really contain that much power?

Yes, too much power. There's no way we can absorb all these spells without

losing control of them.

Whatever's in there, I want a piece of it. How can we do this without ripping

up the fabric of time or whatever?

There's only one solution to this problem. We need to acquire a very

special artifact.

Anyone up for a little trip to the Magic's Museum?

Woo-hoo!

Spill it with Rocky!

Maybe this isn't the best time to go shopping. We have lots of studying to

do, and the weather is terrible.

Fret not, Flora. I've got it all covered, at least the weather part.

I got some gifts for everyone. Special ordered from Solaria.

Wow, those are hot.

In my infinite generosity, I got us raincoats made with the magic of

Solaria. They'll keep us dry, boost our magic a little, and most importantly,

make us look fabulous.

Very nice, Flora. I really like the striped one.

Thank the Solarian royal tailor.

I had to explain what a raincoat is, since before this year, it had never

rained on Solaria.

Sweetie, is everything okay?

I'm trying to relax, but I'm worried about finding Balthor again.

You should enjoy your downtime while you can, because pretty soon it'll be over.

Yeah, I know. Hey, you look totally awesome in that outfit, Flora. It's so

you. And now it's time for yours, custom made.

Mine's a wonderful girl.

Anybody up for pizza?

Those twinks are here. Just give us the word and we'll hit them with everything

we've got.

I see today's words are finesse and deception, not hitting and fighting. Got

it?

Hey, Musa, you're looking a little bummed out.

Well, if Musa's looking bummed, ribbon talk can't be far away. I've decided to

call it quits, and I'm just figuring out how to tell him.

Quits? But last year you were... I know we were getting close last year, but

this year, nothing.

I don't know, Musa. Maybe you should give it a little more time.

No way, Bloom.

Musa's making a good call.

Guys aren't worth it. Look at me. No guys, no problems.

Yeah, but also no romance.

Poor little... Layla's got a case of arranged marriage syndrome. Yeah, what's

up, T?

Yeah, well, you would too if your parents were trying to pick out your

husband for you. I can't believe they're still on that.

Hey, don't worry. There's no way that I'm marrying anyone, much less someone

that they choose.

Way to be strong, Layla.

Maybe we should ask a guy what he thinks about all of this, since there happens

to be one hiding behind that bush.

Ladies. Look, Layla, how can you boycott guys when you've got an adorable little

suitor who's been staring at you for half an hour?

Sorry, I didn't mean to be staring. I just thought I recognized you from

middle school, but it's my bad.

It's your bad, all right. You think that's cool, spying on people, listening

in on their very private conversation?

Layla!

Well, I guess it's safe to say that I'm not welcome here.

How can I not boycott guys when my parents are trying to tell me who to

marry? Attention, people of magic. In 20 minutes, I will be at the Museum of

Magic to take the ancient ancestor's eye.

I'm looking it up right now. It's an artifact of the three ancient witches.

You can hand it over or fight, but either way, it will be mine.

Oh, you'll get a fight, all right. Come on, girls, let's get over there.

You're not going anywhere without me. All right, then. Let's go and get

Baltor.

We can't let an amulet with this much power fall into the wrong

hands. With Baltor headed here, we should move the eye to a safer place.

There's no safer place in the museum than the central vault.

We'll station a security team down there as well.

Doesn't look like Baltor's here yet.

What is that rumbling sound?

They're activating the security system.

Looks like the weakest barrier is up there.

If we create a small portal in it, maybe we can make our way up to the roof, you

guys. Let me scan the building.

Looks like all their security forces have gathered at the central vault.

It's probably safe to assume they moved the eye there.

That makes a lot of sense. It sounds like an easy enough place to defend to

me. Why would Valtor give them a heads up and then allow him enough time to

mobilize? Maybe he's got some powerful spell that can take everyone out at

once.

I hate waiting for bad guys to show up. Ditto that.

Standing around gets to me. Thinking about that loser guy from before is

what's getting to me.

He probably just saw you and thought you were cute, Layla. Why did you get so

harsh on him? I don't know.

Something about him. He just rubbed me the wrong way.

Who rubbed you the wrong way?

You have got to be kidding me. I didn't get to introduce myself earlier. The

name's Ophir, and I'm here to help you girls out.

Hold on a second. How did you get up here? The museum is covered with magical

security barriers.

I used my own magic.

Check it.

He's a wizard. Yes, well, this wizard's timing seems a little...

I'm here as promised.

Now, I believe you have something I want.

The security orbs are getting ready for fire.

Good. That should...

Blew up the magical barriers in one move.

She's so much stronger than before.

It's going to be hard to stop him if he's got power like that.

On the contrary. According to my energy scanner, that mega spell depleted his

power, and it won't regenerate fully for at least 15 minutes.

Then now's our chance. Let's go get him.

Hold back at once, everyone. We'll use the vault as cover.

We must protect the Ancestress Eye at all costs.

Hurry, into the vault!

Welcome to Miracle... Back!

Those poor guards will have to be rebuilt from scratch.

Hey!

The witches!

Are you sure it was Icy and the others? Why would they be headed that way?

The battle is going on down in the vault.

and we're going to miss it if we don't get down there fast.

Wait a second. Something is majorly wrong here.

Valtor warns security.

Attacks were their strongest and now the witches are flying somewhere else. Let

me see if I can re-scan the vault.

Destroy us if you want to, but you'll never get your hands on the Ancestress

Eye. That's fine with me.

Balthor sealed the vault.

Does that mean this has all been a trick?

You guys, Balthor never wanted the Ancestress Eye.

So then his goal must have been to trap the gods in their own vault.

Good plan.

Yeah, so what's Balthor really after?

According to this online encyclopedia, the Eye's display case is a powerful

artifact itself.

The Agador Box.

It's just some dumb crystal box that's dumb.

This crystal box can hold and contain any magic in the known realm. Any magic?

Sounds like just what we need to hold all our new spells.

Isn't it a shame that you're not taking it with you?

Bicycle barrage!

This one's mine, you guys.

Spring has sprung.

If spring has sprung, then here's an April storm!

Want more?

here with the boss. Too late.

We've got it now, witches.

That's right. And you.

Keep here.

Valkor.

So you can sense my presence. Interesting.

Too bad that won't save you.

is combined. You have no hope of stopping me.

Enchantix and Dragonfire together.

Finally, a decent challenge.

Come and get me, Valtor!

The protection glass is magic proof. Your spells won't go through it.

Yes,

but they will go around it.

That's going to beat you, Baltor. It's six enchantix together.

All right. It looks like I made it just in time for the showdown.

Bloom, someday I'll yank that little fairy dust pendant right from your neck

and add it to my collection of trinkets. But I'm afraid I'm not going to fight

all of you today.

Just you.

Oh, no!

And just who is this hero wannabe? Let him go, Baltor.

I'd much rather crush him into hero dust.

But if you hand over the box and release the witches, I'll let him go.

I think you should do what he says, Layla. If that Ophir guy is working for

Baltor, this could be just another trick.

All right, you win.

Let him go.

Let's go, witches.

We have some packing to do.

We better get back and fill Miss Faragonda in on what happened.

Maybe Ophir should do the explaining, since it was his fault.

Where is he?

He took off. I knew there was something wrong with that guy. I knew it.

Let's go home and get ready for whatever Baltor is going to do next.