The Arks 92 The Ark Of Goodbyes

"Why can't you guys just talk it out?!" shouted Jeanette.

"He started it first," said Minwoo, nonchalantly.

"Enough. I contacted Marquess Dalles to train with him since he has no ties with the Arks. Or so I thought," explained Mavislin, getting up.

"It's true that I've no a.s.sociation with the Arks. Nor I have any intention to join. I simply like your way of fighting, darling," replied the Marquess.

"So you aren't involved in the whole Umbra incident?" asked Metria.

"Of course. After all, I'm the Ruler of the underworld. The Umbras have been wreaking havoc and the entire world has been thrown into disarray. I was hoping that Mav would help me out..."

Minwoo fell silent as he touched the Valkyrie's wing. Her flinch indicated that her wound was much serious than predicted.

"Darling, who hurt your wing?" asked Minwoo, seeing her limp wing.

The silence gave Minwoo enough information to launch another attack on the Time Mage. Again, Jeanette stood in the way of the dueling gentleman.

"We've got bigger issues at hand. How about you two just stop fighting and shut it," said Jeanette, through gritted teeth.

The duo gave another glare towards the French Maiden as they both retracted the weapons. Mavislin could finally calm down as she stood up, with the help of French Maiden.

"We've stayed here for quite some time. Dawn is breaking, don't you think it's time to part ways?" asked Mavislin, looking at the orange disc.

"Part ways?" asked Raiyen, looking at Mavislin in disbelief.

"Yea. You too, Angry Man. It's better than being huddled in a group. The Umbras have no hate against us Valkyries, so I've got no need to fight them. Originally, I'm supposed to wait for Minwoo to train with him. But you lot came cras.h.i.+ng. I don't fancy being disturbed," explained Mavislin.

"In other words, you are chasing us out?" asked Metria.

"No, I'm shooing you back to where you came from."

"That's the same!" yelled Metria.

This earned the princess a direct attack from the Valkyrie herself, as she whipped out her iconic Fire Feather Whip. The attack was enough to send the princess flying, despite using her Water spells as a defense.

"Globe!" yelled Metria, in an attempt to wrap herself in a ball of water.

Much to her horror, not only it did not affect the whip, the Fire Feather Whip was able to completely evaporate the princess's spell. As the Valkyrie continued the onslaught, Metria's Elemental Aura and Energy plummeted.

"As expected of a mock Mage," said the Valkyrie as she gave a powerful slash towards Metria's abdomen.

"Mavis!" yelled Raiyen.

The Valkyrie was undeterred as she changed her target, locking onto the Time Mage. Though her wing was still injured, she had just enough energy to throw the two of them out. The Time Mage sensed the urgency and danger. He quickly grabbed the young princess and opened a Time Frame Portal. The swarm of portals mesmerized both Jeanette and Minwoo.

"Don't look," commanded Mavislin, as she placed her hands on their eyes.

Raiyen gave a disapproving glare towards Mavislin before fully hopping into and closing the portals.

"Sending him away seems pretty harsh. Don't you think?" asked Baldwin, getting on the Puka.

"Yea. But if I let him talk his way through, he'll never leave my tailcoat. Sorry to send you off as well," said Mavislin, looking at her senior.

"I was only here to check up on you. I had no intention of interfering. Since Minwoo is with you, I can rest easy," replied Baldwin, giving thumbs up to his Korean pal.

"Is he that powerful?" asked Mavislin, staring at the man.

"Oh, Baldy! You flatter me!" said Minwoo, blus.h.i.+ng slightly.

"Nope. If he turns against you, you would have no problem defeating him. The chances of you beating him are higher than the other way 'round," replied Baldwin, galloping away with the Puka.

Minwoo's face turned into a scowl within an instant, causing Mavislin to laugh. Jeannette stood near the Valkyrie, carrying a worrisome smile.

"Would you like me to stick around?" asked the French Maiden.

"It's best that if you go back to your people. I don't want to rope an innocent girl into a world of despair," replied Mavislin.

"Do you still a.s.sume that I am that childish to call myself innocent?" asked Jeanette, sternly.

"Don't get me wrong. I see you as a fully mature lady. But I don't want to rope you into what we usually deal with. The world is blind towards the filth that it discards. You can come if you'd like. With the price of your sanity, that is," replied Mavislin, giving a sinister look.

"Then I will not follow. I have a feeling that we would meet once more."

"See you, Joan Of Arc," said Mavislin, waving the woman goodbye.