The three remaining magical girls freeze in shock as they see you sitting beside Ivy, holding her down. A mixture of fear and anger fills their hearts. "R-Radu!" Sakura stammers, unable to believe what she's seeing. "How could you hurt one of your own?!"

Lavender glances at Bluebell, who looks equally horrified by the situation. The three of them share a brief moment of silence before they charge towards you, their wands raised high in the air as they chant in unison once more.

The three remaining magical girls stop in their tracks, looking at you with confusion and hurt. "But... you're just like us! You have the same powers as we do!" Bluebell insists, her voice shaking. "You can't say that!"

Sakura steps forward, her eyes filled with disbelief. "I-I don't understand... Why are you doing this? We could have worked together to defeat him!" she cries out, gesturing at the unconscious form of Ivy nearby.

As the other magical girls compete to collect Radu's cum, Sunflower watches them with growing arousal. The sight of their eager mouths and hands on her friends only serves to heighten her own desire. She begins to stroke herself harder, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she anticipates the moment when she will once again be riding Radu's cock.

Sunflower nods eagerly, her entire body thrumming with desire as she watches Radu and Daisy. She looks over at Lavender with a mischievous glint in her eye, thinking about all the things they'll do together when they're alone. As she leads her friend away, she can feel herself growing wetter with anticipation for what's to come.

face grows hotter, but she manages to force herself to focus on the task at hand. Her breath comes in short gasps as she struggles against the weight of her newfound lust.

As Fabian approaches Sunflower, presenting his member before her nose, she recoils in horror. Her eyes dart back and forth between him and her friends, tears streaming down her face. She tries desperately to ignore the throbbing ache between her legs, focusing instead on the feel of the rough rope digging into her wrists

Ivy whimpers softly, feeling helpless and alone. The pain from the tightening ropes grows unbearable as she tries to concentrate on escaping. She bites her lower lip hard enough to taste blood, her green eyes darting around frantically for any sign of help that will never come. Tears stream down her cheeks, mixing with the sweat that has broken out across her body.

The doors creak open, revealing the charred remains of what was once a grand entrance hall. Dust and ash swirl about in the dancing light of your blade, obscuring any signs of life or beauty that may have existed before. The stench of death hangs heavy in the air, making it difficult to breathe.

A single painting still hangs askew on the wall, its frame warped from the heat.

You make your way through the remains of the mansion, the sound of your footsteps echoing eerily through the halls. The air grows colder as you approach the throne room, a chill settling into your bones. The door swings open with a creak, revealing the throne at its center, now nothing more than rubble and ash.

A single item catches your eye: a ruby encrusted key, half-buried in the debris.

Sakura hangs her head in shame, unable to meet Jayden's mocking gaze. Ivy sobs quietly, pressing her fists against her eyes as she tries to block out the pain of defeat. The other members of the Blossom Brigade stand silently, their heads bowed in defeat. It is clear that there will be no more resistance from them today.

Their only hope now lies with each other and the strength they've built through their bond of friendship.

Their heads still bowed, the Blossom Brigade exchanges glances filled with determination and resolve. Despite their defeat, they have not given up on each other or their world. Tears streak down Ivy's face as she clutches at her dress, feeling the strength of her bond with Sakura and their friends. Lavender and Sunflower exchange a brief nod, their eyes locked on Jayden in silent challenge. They may be defeated now, but they will find a way to defeat him later and protect what they hold dear.

The Blossom Brigade frowns at Shinji's request. Killing an old man seems like an extreme measure, even if it means stopping the awakening of some terrible beast. They exchange glances, unsure of what to do.

Sunflower eventually speaks up, her voice soft but firm. "We will think about it... But we need time to discuss this amongst ourselves first."

The Blossom Brigade manages a small smile at Shinji's strange comment about the old man coming back as a tailor. It lightens the mood somewhat, but they are still conflicted about his request. They promise to discuss it further and decide what course of action to take next.