Dean President: ...Hmph. Very well, then. Next time I won't be so forgiving.
Dean President: Classes are cancelled for cleanup, so run along, all of you.
Mirabelle (thinking): And so, things turned out all right in the end. But still...
Mirabelle (thinking): Still, I wish I understood what's going on...
(A robed figure kneels in a throne room.)
Figure: Your Highness, the attack was...unsuccessful. We promise that next time --
Unseen Voice: Useless idiots! There may not be a next time if Father catches wind of this!
Figure: Your Highness, the plan would have worked had there not been...interference.
Voice: Tell me more. Such things merit...punishment.