The market

[MasterZero]

D suddenly appeared in the room, and he looked at the withered old man and the slaves. "Time's up. You all die now," he said as a ball of fire formed in his hand. He threw it at the group, and death seemed imminent.

Death is exactly what would have taken place, had Alex not suddenly rise up to block the blast with his own two hands. The withered old man looked up at D, before slowly turning his head to his girls. "Thank....you...." his voice strained, before he suddenly bolted forward, and launched a bolt of electricity into the real Master of Magic's chest. "I...refuse!"

"....?"

"I refuse....to die! To...give up! To....let their deaths....go....un....AVENGED!" he roared as the old skin began to glow gold. A loud crack was heard, and before anyone could do anything, the old withered Alex exploded in a golden light. A light of love, and of true, holy magic.

When the light died down, Alex stood before all. As the true, Master of Magic.

"I refuse! I refuse death! I refuse to let go! I refuse to give up!" he declared, his energy surrounding him.

"...You have done it....Congratulations, Alexander....You are truly, the Master of Magic!" D announced, clapping his hands together.

The golden form of their Master stood in shock of what D said, and he looked down, at his own two hands. He slowly turned his neck, and saw his girls.

"..." Words did not need to be said. He ran to them, and suddenly embraced each of them into a hug. Not for the fact that he was Master of Magic. But of the fact they were together, alive and well...