Chapter 17 - Heaven's Wheel Alter: Monody

As young Mavislin went by to Z's side, Gillian held back his wife.

"The two of them can handle it. Don't worry, Z won't kill the kids."

The woman's shoulders relaxed, just for a moment.

"You're going to kill the man at this rate. Snap out of it!" yelled Mavislin, running towards the scene.

Her pleas fell on deaf ears as the two continued to lash out at each other. Z was still using the Karambit while Raiyen performed First-rate spells of the Electric Element.

Not only the constant onslaught of spells drained the Time Boy's Elemental Energy, but it was also affecting him physically. Mavislin joined in, aiding Z by using her Fire Feather Whip.

"I've never thought he would lose control," replied the girl, destroying a ball of Electric.

"This is usually the result of being a Time Mage. Not only he is draining out his Elemental Energy, but he is also using his life force to power the spells," explained Z, dodging a few more spells.

Despite his chubby appearance, Z was agile, dodging attacks with ease and propelling his own body up into the sky with just one hand.

"What do you mean by life force?"

"He is taking the years of his life to supply and make up for the lack of Elemental Energy he needs for the spells. In other words, he is aging quicker than us when using strong spells."

Mavislin looked at the man in horror. What type of Magecraft is that?! She knew she had to end the fight soon, even Z was beginning to waver. He was unable to finish the battle without killing the young boy, which was a huge hurdle on his part.

"Let the light flow. Let the dark fade. Divine punishment descends from the heavens. Overturn this spell for this land to strive and flourish once again..." chanted Mavislin, as she closed her eyes.

Streams of golden light were being brought from the area and towards the Valkyrie, but there was something out of the norm. As the golden light got absorbed, the Valkyrie's fingers were laced with black streams instead.

She was converting her power. The streams of black soon morphed into a circular shape, still be controlled by her hands. Gillian took a peek at the battle. He realized the shape of the shield was making the same emblem that what she had conjured up in the tryouts.

Z was impressed. Since when was the young girl able to perform such a conversion?

Unlike the usual conversion, Water to Ice, she performed a Contradictory Conversion, converting Light to Dark. Baldwin looked from the porch, while the couple was still in the Old Chapel. It was a huge jump, which could mean that her a.d.u.l.t self had nearly matured. The next question was the spell.

Each Mage has spells that they have learned and spells that they have made. Common Spells, ones that can be taught are usually small spells. Origin Spells, ones that a Mage invented, are like Ultimates. Those cannot be taught, copied or handed down.

The spell that Mavislin was currently conjuring was dangerous for one reason. It was neither an Origin Spell nor a Common Spell. It was a spell being created right then and there.

"Heaven's Wheel Alter: Monody!" yelled the Valkyrie, hurling a flurry of attacks towards the Time Mage.

A tune was made. A melody. The circular shield was now shining brightly as it produced an infinite number of black, smoky arrows, all aimed towards the Time Mage. Raiyen finally managed to snap out of his frenzy as he faced with the opposing spell head-on.

When the Time Boy collapsed, the Valkyrie caught him.

"Looks like you bit more off than you can chew, partner," whispered Mavislin, holding the boy up.

A gentle tear ran down his cheek and onto the dry soil. The grey clouds cleared as the skies were now evening purple, clashing against the setting sun. Mavislin slowly embraced Raiyen's scrawny body, surprising the Time Mage.

"You did exceptionally well," murmured the Valkyrie, patting the crying boy with her wing.

Z walked towards the partners, panting heavily.

"Let's not try that ever again, shall we?" asked Z, looking at the two.

Mavislin smiled as she passed Z the sleepy Time Mage.

"Agreed. Conversion Magecraft isn't very fun for me," replied Mavislin.

She followed the Lost Mage back into the Old Chapel. Baldwin stood up to welcome them back.

"I wished that I had held back. If it wasn't for me, he wouldn't have gone above and beyond to impress us," said Z, solemnly.

Baldwin sensed uneasiness from his old comrade.

"It wasn't your fault. He was just too brash when it comes to freeing powers," replied Baldwin, patting the Lost Mage.

"Kinda reminds me of a certain Dark Mage during his very first training," smirked Z, earning a smack from the Angry Man.

"I wasn't that bad!"