A comic in four panels: Panel 1. A dark and mystical laboratory, with shelves lined with dusty jars of oddities and strange artifacts, a dark witch, dressed in tattered black robes, is tired, her desk scattered with parchment and strange devices. She looks frustrated and confused. On a perch near to the desk stands a colorful mechanical parrot that contrast with everything. > Witch: Of course, we wanted crows, and the university gave us this... Panel 2. Close-up on the parrot speaking cheerfully: > Parrot: :sparkle emoji: Greetings. I am a conversational Avian Intelligence model, developed by OpenMagic to assist you with your spells. > Parrot: What can I help with? Panel 3. The witch's face looks at the mechanical bird with annoyance. > Witch: "Shut up, you... thing." Panel 4. The parrot continues. The witch now have her face against the desk. > Parrot: ":sparkle emoji: I apologize, but I won't engage in conversations with hurtful language. Can I assist you with something else?"

A comic in four panels: Panel 1. A dark and mystical laboratory, with shelves lined with dusty jars of oddities and strange artifacts, a dark witch, dressed in tattered black robes, is tired, her desk scattered with parchment and strange devices. She looks frustrated and confused. On a perch near to the desk stands a colorful mechanical parrot that contrast with everything. > Witch: Of course, we wanted crows, and the university gave us this... Panel 2. Close-up on the parrot speaking cheerfully: > Parrot: :sparkle emoji: Greetings. I am a conversational Avian Intelligence model, developed by OpenMagic to assist you with your spells. > Parrot: What can I help with? Panel 3. The witch's face looks at the mechanical bird with annoyance. > Witch: "Shut up, you... thing." Panel 4. The parrot continues. The witch now have her face against the desk. > Parrot: ":sparkle emoji: I apologize, but I won't engage in conversations with hurtful language. Can I assist you with something else?"

A short comic strip in four panels: Panel 1. In a dark throne room, King Konstad sits surrounded by his guards and large statues. Kneeling before him is the High Wizard Albrus. > High wizard Albrus: Fear not. All of the books which you have asked to be destroyed, I have taken care of them personally. > King Konstad: Well done, Albrus! Panel 2. Albrus rises and leaves the throne room, followed by his wizard assistant who was waiting outside. Panel 3. As they walk away from the castle, getting outside, the assistant speaks with surprise and curiosity. > Albrus’s Assistant: But you did not destroy those books. You merely gave them to the Witch of the North. Panel 4. Further from the castle, on the bridge, under the day light, Albrus reveals his philosophy. > High wizard Albrus: Konstad is my King, but kings come and go, and knowledge is my god...