The Arks

Raiyen looked at the spell in wonder. It was majestic, to describe it bluntly. As the flower came up, it rotated with speeds incomprehensible by man. The bullets merely ricocheted off and landed all around.

"I should try and use this spell shortly," murmured Raiyen as he opened a safe portal out.

The partners managed to hop out with Miep, amid angry german noises. The woman who saved the family during in times of their crisis. And the person who would make the Diary Of A Young Girl a reality.

"The rest of her diary is in her room drawer. Take it after we are executed these soldiers," explained the High Queen.

Miep quickly ran away, after she agreed. The partners next returned to the site to dispose of the soldiers.

"I thought he briefed you to spare them?" asked Raiyen, brandishing his daggers.

"Yea, but he did not say for how long. Enemies are, nevertheless, enemies. Also, it doesn"t matter if anyone forgives them or not. If we don"t butcher them quick, other families would fall victim in their hands," explained Mavislin, summoning her iconic whip.

The whip was not one that Raiyen had recalled. The one he had perceived was nothing compared to the one Mavislin was wielding before him. The whip in current time was significantly more monstrous than the one he encountered. Its flames were more intense than last time.

Though the whip did not create the crescent-moon shapes in the air, it produced flaming feathers. Those landed on the soldiers, causing them to cry out in agony. The soldiers who stood before them were instantly solely piles of ash.

"Mav…"

Ruthlessness was what described the person before the Time Mage. Born out of war and raised by hatred. This is the person standing before him, and he had no clue why. He shuddered at the thought of not recognizing why his partner was this unrelenting.

"Besides, the American Army, as well as Gillian himself. They are all coming to finish the other armies off," she said.

They looked at the town which was writhing with soldiers tearing apart families, with G.o.d knows what reason. Even if there"s such a thing as G.o.d.

"We"ve got no mercy on them, huh?" noted Raiyen as he sat down on the gra.s.s.

She plopped down as well. Hearing the Valkyrie"s stomach rumble, Raiyen took out a bag of cookies.

"Cookie?" asked Raiyen.

The mentally exhausted Valkyrie eagerly took a bite from the Time Mage"s hand. He was shocked but continued to chow down on more cookies.

"The Headmaster won"t be pleased seeing you two like this," commented Z.

His hands clutched a bottle of whiskey and were wiggling it in front of them. He bestowed a smile and sat down with them. Popping open the cap, Z proceeded to pour out into small gla.s.ses he had brought along.

"Here we are, in the middle of war-torn Europe, sitting down with cookies and a bottle of whiskey," said Mavislin, s.n.a.t.c.hing another bite at the cookies.

"Shows how much we care about wars," replied Raiyen.

"It"d been barely latterly that wars started to occur. The human race was proclaiming this war, the "World Wars". The first one took place years back, but in between, there were still some trivial fights," explained Z, since Raiyen looked confused.

"Why"s Gillian going down to the battlefield? He"s not the type to carry out things himself," he asked, shoving a cookie into his mouth.
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I should get Ysabeau to bake more often, thought the Time Mage.

"They"ve captured his brother," answered Z, eyes listless.

He did not mention death but they all knew that would be imminent.

"Don"t mess with the Headmaster," said Mavislin, chugging down the rest of the liquid.

"Let"s see. 600 years, Angry Man is still angry and Gillian is still the Headmaster. I thought Ysabeau or Z would"ve taken the lead by now," said Raiyen, shrugging.

"None of us could match up to the being of Akhaten that easily. If we could, then..."

Z was quickly silenced by the angered Valkyrie. Raiyen raised an eyebrow but mentioned nothing.

"Well, I"ll be heading back now. See ya," said Raiyen, as he prepared to jump into the Time Frame that he had originated.

"Wait!"

He paused. Mavislin ran up to the Time Mage and hugged him from the back.

"What"s wrong, Mav?" asked Raiyen, turning around to confront her.

He subsequently returned the hug. Sensing that there was something wrong, Raiyen gingerly stroked the girl"s locks with his slender fingers.

"Nothing. It"s just..."

"Just?"

"Which Time Frame are you from before coming here?" she asked, cautiously.

"After our first riding lesson," replied Raiyen.

"The first try with you on the bird or?" she asked, once again.

A bit too vague, presumed Raiyen.

"Without."