"You kids are causing quite the ma.s.s commotion," said Gillian, sternly gazing at the guilty children. Raiyen was the first to defend the statement.

"Don't drag Mav into the scolding, it was all my idea," said Raiyen, boldly stand up. Mavislin looked shocked and concerned with what Raiyen was forcing himself to do. All was good until they had angered some peasants by the nearest village, nearest to the forest. It spelled danger if they manage to track them down to the Old Chapel.

"Who are you kidding, Time Boy? Mavislin was the one who had the hobby first, so why are you trying to defend her?" asked Baldwin, glaring at the two.

"You know how much importance does the nearby village hold when it comes to the security of the Old Chapel." Mavislin still did not utter a single word.

"Here's the deal the village as proposed to us; if you can beat the Father of the Church, the locals will not harm us or our haven."

"Are we allowed to work with each other?" asked Raiyen, looking at Mavislin's worried face. Anything could go at this point. Raiyen might have a normal duel with the Father but Mavislin in a duel would be quite problematic. She would probably end up killing everyone. If they needed a sure-fire win, the Valkyrie can do a solo act for the audience. The catch is that the whole village would probably be in ruins by the time it was over. But asking the two to work together? That might be a bit of an overkill.

"You can decide among yourselves for that. How the battle is being fought is none of our concern, just win and come home for lunch or dinner," said Gillian, walking out. Baldwin followed soon after, leaving the two kids to ponder about what to do the next day.

Mavislin found it amusing as she witnessed mothers dragging their daughters to Church just to wors.h.i.+p some 'G.o.d' of theirs. Whether G.o.d was real or not, religion was supposed to be a commitment one would really be doing it based on their own free will, not forcing it upon themselves. And certainly not screaming and kicking while going into Holy Grounds.

"Close your eyes," said Raiyen, as he appeared behind the Valkyrie that was slowly dozing off.

"For what? So that you can tickle me?" asked Mavislin.

"Nope, so that I can do this." The moment he snapped his finger, out bloomed some vines and flowers towards them. It then touched the chestnut locks and created a hairband out of vines and orchids. Mavislin was in wonder as she touched it gingerly.

"Here, so that your hair won't get in the way when you do some activities," said Raiyen, pointing towards the hairband.

"Do you know what are braids?" he asked, once more. Mavislin shook her head, eyes sparkling as she wanted to know what it was.

"I'll do them for you," he replied as he got hold of her flowing hair of brown. After a few good minutes of tugging and pulling, he was done. She then turned a slight bit, trying to see and feel what Raiyen had done to her hair after all that tugging.

"Thanks," she murmured, fascinated at this 'braid'. She pulled the huge bundle of hair. Quite strong, she thought. It struck her as familiar as continued to feel the texture of this 'braid'. Did her mother do this for her as well? Before she could remember, the moment was ruined by the oncoming mob who had found them by finally tilting their heads up.

"Demons! This is holy ground!" they yelled. The two smiled as they stood up slowly. Be it the girl or the boy, both of them were seen as demons. How foolish of them to actually try to protect each other when they were both demons in the humans' eyes. Just win and come back was their first mission. This does not affect their performance in Magecraft, so the two decided to fight alongside each other against the Father of the village.