The moment the father of the kid laid eyes on his daughter's remains, he went ballistic. The village was wiped out in an instant. Only Ysabeau could soothe his rampage. Mavislin had been under their wing for about a few years, but she was still considered a youngster compared to the elites that were sent to soothe the raging being. All she could do was stand along the sidelines.

"Well, that was a waste of personnel," commented Gillian, avoiding a few dead bodies. Baldwin stood among the pile of bodies that he'd slaughtered in vengeance of his daughter, Abigail.

"Destroying more lives won't help to bring back to your daughter, you'll cause more pain for other fathers who've lost their children due to your rage. How many daughters were killed in that Black Hole of yours?" asked Ysabeau, sternly towards Baldwin. The man was seething with darkness, the very Aura that dwelled near him caused the plants to wither and die.

"Too many to count. And fathers are supposed to protect their children, show them an example of an authoritative figure," replied Baldwin. His clenched fists were shrouded with darkness.

"Do you think you've set an example for your daughter? Will your daughter come back alive if you killed more?" asked Gillian, walking towards the angry man.

'Well, I can't if she's dead!" A huge ball of darkness was now hurling towards the being near the bushes.

"Howl of the Valkyries!" yelled Mavislin, destroying the ball within an instant.

"Enough!" yelled Ysabeau.

"Did I just hear Valkyrie?" asked Baldwin, looking at where the spell had originated from.

"She's the newcomer, the Penta Holder. It's okay, he won't bite,' cooed Ysabeau. The Valkyrie was reluctant as she slowly scooted towards them. She was fine with the couple but was downright terrified of the person they were confronting. After all, the Angry Man was still fuming.

"That girl who combined all Core elements from the tryouts?" asked Baldwin, eyes brightened up. The girl nodded.

"Mavislin, go back to the house. We'll deal with him, no need to be afraid," bellowed Gillian, going in front of the child.

"But I can help! I..." The glare from Gillian sent chills down the poor child's back.

"Stop being so scary towards kids, will ya?! Look at the poor child, looks like she's seen a ghost!" scolded Ysabeau, knocking down the confused man's head.

"Angry man over there and you're having a go at me?!" asked the bewildered Gillian.

"Sorry, darling, this old thing didn't mean to upset you," cooed Ysabeau, smiling sweetly as if nothing had happened. The girl was starting to smile a little due to a comical scene. Two prestigious members of the Congregation. And one's biting the other's hand while the one being bitten is yanking the biter's hair. But the moment was crushed as Baldwin steadied himself once more.

"One of the strongest beings within the Andromeda Galaxy. You are just a child?" asked the Angry Man, looking at her juvenile feathered wings.

"About 130 years old," she replied, ears perked as he knew so much.

"About 13 earth years," murmured Baldwin, looking at the being in front of him.

"How can you tell if she's just a child?" asked Ysabeau.

"Because the adults are huge, larger than dragons, especially the ones in the military. But in their compact form is what they look like at 180 years, or 18 years. Valokia is bigger than any of the planets around it for a reason," explained Baldwin. Something felt oddly familiar with Baldwin's Aura, but Mavislin decided it was unimportant as the group decided to head back. An Old Chapel turned to a nice little home in a small clearing of a beautiful forest awaited the group. Mavislin was ecstatic when she first heard she would have a home when she agreed to train under the couple's wing. Her joy had skyrocketed when she laid eyes on her own room within the beautiful Old Chapel they lived in. Due to Gillian's Element, whichever room the person owns would reflect the user's Elements and personality. Thus, when Baldwin was given a room later in the day, the entire room was drenched in darkness.