Chapter 13 - The Ark Of A Childs Fury (1/2)

”That's not fair!” yelled Mavislin, slamming her small fists onto the stone table.

This caused the trio of a.d.u.l.ts to jump, even the Old Chapel was shocked at the way the Valkyrie had reacted. They were all speechless. The empty plates jumped, the air changed for the worse.

The Valkyrie's Aura then changed, as so did her eyes. She panted as she looked at the a.d.u.l.ts with fierce yet teary eyes. Her teeth clenched the same way her small fists did.

”It isn't fair if we've always been on the receiving end. We never did anything to harm them. They hurt us, they killed our kind. Now it's time for payback,” growled the young girl, her Aura still expanding to great heights.

”I want them to die...”

”Mavis...” cooed Ysabeau as she tried to go near to the raging Valkyrie.

Much to anyone's amazement, Ysabeau was flung far back as she tried to touch the Valkyrie. With great speed, Gillian managed to catch his wife.

”Hm... That's the true fury of a Valkyrie, eh?” asked Gillian, looking at the sight.

Her chestnut locks were in disarray. Her eyes were as black as night. Her Aura, once shining gold, turned into the same black fog Baldwin had been wielding for years.

”Enough. I'll be bringing the Valkyrie to her room,” said Baldwin, grabbing the little Valkyrie by the collar without breaking a sweat.

”No! I don't wanna!” screamed the Valkyrie, stomping her feet in a fit of temper.

Baldwin shot a glare towards the Valkyrie that could any human die of shock. But it could only shut the whining Valkyrie up. The couple was left shocked as the Angry Man took an Angry Valkyrie upstairs.

”That's highly anti-climatic,” said Gillian, allowing his spouse to stand upright.

”Well, he was a father before,” replied Ysabeau, looking around for the Old Chapel to respond.

She responded by making the steps vanish, causing the couple to stay in the dining room.

”They want privacy, eh?”

The curtains swayed in agreement.

”That'll be proper. At least we can see the rest of the reports without interruption.”

Back with the Angry Man and Angry Valkyrie, Mavislin had childishly built a wall of toys around herself. She had also forbidden herself from talking to the Angry Man. Or to even look at him.

”We can play this game all day long. I'm a patient man, Mavislin,” said Baldwin, sitting in front of the mountain of stuffed toys.

Silence. The Angry Man sighed, this type of attitude that he was displaying isn't going to get any answers. Think... How did he soothe Abi's tantrums? Baldwin picked up a small duckling plushie.