Jaune walked through the portal to see Raven looking down at something. "What's wrong?"

"Oh, nothing. Except for the fact that my men are completely defenseless."

"Huh? What are you tal- Oh. Whoa, that's a lot of drunk bandits."

"And unconscious."

"Hm? Oh, that's what you mean. Hell of a shiner he's got."

"It was... a cheap shot," the bandit said as he raised his wobbly arm before it fell to the ground.

Within the camp were drunk bandits, bandits that were knocked out in fights, and bandits cleaning up after their brothers and sisters in arms. It looked like quite the party occurred while their leader and the Vale Knight were gone.

The said warriors were walking around, looking at the state of the camp. "Well, at least they won't be attracting any Grimm," Jaune said with a snicker.

"I swear, if Sparrow is even remotely like this, there will be consequences," Raven said as she walked ahead, mostly because Jaune stopped to stare at her wide eyed, a bit scared... and slightly aroused.

"That is one scary MILF."

"I heard that, DILF," Raven called back.

"Set myself up for that one," Jaune went before following the beauty.

The two stopped when they found Nimueh... hugging an empty mug... sleeping at a table... with a pile of men and women on the other side of the table.

"Well, that's impressive," Raven said.

"When Nimueh drinks, she drinks."

"Is she even able to get intoxicated?"

"Oh, yeah. Her body may be based off of humans, but that doesn't mean she isn't immune to everything. She wanted to be able to experience the same sensations humans do, so she left certain sensations present, like being able to get drunk. Of course, she still has a stupidly high tolerance. You'd have to be a drinking monster to beat her. And fortunately for everyone, she's a sleepy drunk."

As soon as Jaune finished his explanation as he was walking up to the inebriated spirit, she slowly and sleepily opened her eyes. "Aaaaah, Jaune," she went drunkenly. She then sat up wobbly, holding her arms out. "Welcome back. Kissy-kissy," she went as she puckered up her lips.

Jaune sighed with a chuckle as he lifted his partner. "You're a real handful, you know that?"

"Kissy-kissy."

Jaune rolled his eyes before he obliged his lover, giving her a passionate kiss, ignoring the taste and smell of booze. Nimueh then slapped him after their kiss was over.

Of course, it was a pretty lazy slap due to her being drunk. More like a pat on the cheek.

Still, Nimueh isn't a violent drunk, or even playfully violent. If she hits you, it's for a reason.

"Why," Jaune asked.

"Hey. Hey. Heeeeeeeey."

"Yeah?"

"You cheated on me." Jaune jolted. "See? I can read you... like a... a... aaaaaaaaaaaa magazine. No, wait. It's read you like a scroll." Nimueh laughed cutely. "So, was her tongue tasty? Was it sweet and soft," Nimueh asked as she wrapped her arms around Jaune's neck before biting his ear, one of his weaknesses.

"I hate that I keep forgetting we're spiritually linked," Jaune said with an embarrassed blush.

"Dummy, dummy, duuuuuuummy," Nimueh said, playfully hitting Jaune with each word. She then looked at Raven. "Buuuuut then again, it's her fault for being hot. She has... reaaaaaaally nice legs, doesn't she. Hey, heeeeeeeey, let's have fun with her tonight."

"Mrgh?!"

"Come on. You, me, her; it'd be fun."

"She might be right."

"DON'T YOU DARE, RAVEN," Jaune called.

"Ah, but you're thinkin' about it."

"I'm not thinking about it."

"You're thinking about iiiiiiiit." Nimueh laughed as she wiggled in Jaune's arms. When she did, she looked down and saw the lamp. "Oh, my sister," Nimueh deadpanned.

"Whoa. That was faster than usual. Not even you sober up that quickly."

"Yeah, well, my siblings tend to do that to me," Nimueh said as she got out of Jaune's arms. "Especially that narcissistic idiot, Ambrosius. If you ever say we're getting him, I'm punching you to New Mantle."

"I'll be good," Jaune said as he raised his hands in defense.

"Mm," Nimueh went before she walked off. "Come on. Let's find Argent."

Jaune looked surprised. "Wait, what? YOU left Argent unsupervised?"


Ruby grew a tick mark in her sleep.


"No. I left him with his brother."

"YOU trusted someone else to take care of YOUR 'baby boy'?!"


"My baby boy," Ruby mumbled in her sleep as she angrily hugged Weiss.

Weiss's eyes popped open as Ruby was squeezing the life out of her. "Ruby... Wake... up," Weiss pleaded as she was tapping out, only to be rendered unconscious, actually going "bleea" with her tongue out.


Nimueh sighed. "Yeah, yeah, it's out of character for me. It's just... I already grew to like Sparrow, alright? He's a good kid. Seems to be a good older brother. You raised him well, Raven."

"He's the next Chieftain of the Branwen Tribe. Of course I raised him well. The fact that he was able to earn your praise means that he's progressing well. I've said it before, and I'll say it again, he will make a fine Chieftain."

"You said that before," Jaune asked.

"Many times."

"3.4 seconds," Qamar's voice went.

"HAH! ONE MILISECOND OFF MY RECORD," Argent cheered.

The three followed the voices to a tent near Raven's.

"This is Sparrow's personal tent. Only the Vice Chieftain can have one so close to the Chieftain's," Raven explained.

"Mama Bear," Jaune asked.

"I'll maim you if you call me that again." Raven then walked into the tent. Jaune and Nimueh followed.

"3.6 seconds," Qamar went.

Argent grumbled. "Why is it harder to put it back together? It's easier to disassemble it."

"Destruction is always easier than creation," Sparrow said as he patted his little brother's shoulder. "Although, it might also be because your mother is the literal Spirit of Destruction. Maybe destruction comes naturally to you."

"So I'm like my mom? I guess that's not so bad."

"It'd better not be." They looked to see the three adults by the entrance. "I'd rather you be like the woman who raised you than anyone else."

"MOM," Argent went as he ran up and hugged the laughing spirit.

Jaune walked up to the table and grabbed one of the pieces. "This... is a New Mantle Dust Rifle. This is as cutting edge as it gets."

"Much more durable and powerful than Old Atlas rifles. You know your weapons, father," Sparrow said.

Jaune stared at the piece before looking at Raven. "Do I want to know?"

"Not unless you're planning on finally joining us," she said with a cheeky smile.

"No it is. So... you taught my son... your little brother... how to disassemble one of the most powerful standard issue military rifles in the world? I'm more annoyed that it's a good skill to know than anything."

"I thought you'd think like that, father. You're as intelligent as mother told me."

"You told Sparrow about me?"

"Of course. The boy was curious about his father, and he had the right to know. I had nothing to hide."


Both Jaune and Ruby jolted, Ruby covering her head with her pillow, moaning a bit in embarrassment and humiliation. Meanwhile, Yang, in the next room over, was snoozing away. "YOU HID FROM ME," she yelled in her sleep, miraculously not waking anyone up.


"That bruised the ego," Jaune muttered.

"I'm actually impressed with how fast he learned the skill," Sparrow said.

"Dad always said I was a fast learner," Argent said before giving a proud, toothy smile.

Sparrow chuckled. "We'll make a bandit out of you yet."

"What?"

Sparrow realized what he said and cautiously looked at his father. He felt nervous when he saw the deadpanned look in his eyes.

"Care to repeat that, son?"

"I would not."

"Mm."

Sparrow laughed nervously before looking down to see the perfect getaway. "Is that the Lamp of Knowledge?"

Jaune looked down. "Yes. Yes, it is."

"It's beautiful," Qamar said.

"Don't say that in front of my sister," Nimueh said.

Argent ran up and waved at the lamp. "Hi, Aunt Jinn." Moments passed. "Hm? How come she didn't appear?"

Jaune held up the lamp. "You need to actually hold the Relic in order to summon a spirit. It was the same with your mother for the longest time until I filled her with so much Aura, she could make her body nearly whenever she wanted. It's a bit like your Aunt Glynda, except she was powered by Ozpin's magic. So, every once in a while, I go and charge her using my Semblance."

"Do you have fun with her, too," Raven asked, cheekily.

Jaune blushed. "NO! She's my former teacher, Raven!"

"Who you had a crush on and also dated," Nimueh added.

Jaune stared at her, deadpanned. "You love messing with me, don't you?"

"You're my partner AND my lover. It's practically my job to mess with you."

"I just do it because your reactions are adorable," Raven stated, the two women laughing at that.

Jaune sighed. 'And I fell in love with these two,' he thought.

"So, dad, are you going to summon her or not," Sparrow asked.

Jaune looked at his oldest son before looking at the lamp. "No offense, Sparrow, but I'd rather not summon her in such a cramp environment."

"Cramp?"

"Spirits in their true forms are... bigger than their human forms when they have them."

Qamar stared at her chest. She wasn't flat by any means, but she wasn't that impressive, either. Hers was a modest bust, slightly smaller than Raven's. She then looked at the melons on Nimueh and sighed in depression.

Nimueh hugged her breasts and turned away from the bandit in embarrassment. "That's not what he meant!"

Jaune cleared his throat to get everyone's attention. "Anyway, I'd rather summon her in a more open spaced area."

"Oh, is that all," Sparrow said. He then slashed open a portal. "Alright. Everyone through the portal," he said.

Jaune didn't hesitate to walk through. Argent was next, happily running after his dad. Next was Nimueh and his mother, then his fiancée, finishing with the man himself. When the portal closed, a rustling was heard.

Out of a pile of sheets rose the woman bandit, looking groggy, her hair a mess, and clothes just as messy. Her jacket was barely covering her breasts, making her look even sexier. She looked around, seeing that the tent was empty, yawned, then fell back onto the sheets to sleep some more.

The group walked out to see they were atop a mountain.

"So this is where you train," Raven said.

"Mhm. I found this spot not too long ago on a mission. I come here every once in a while, when I want to meditate, train, or relax with a nice cup of tea." He then drew his sword and stabbed something behind him. Everyone looked to see that it was an Ursa, the creature falling and vanishing after Sparrow ripped his sword out of its gut and sheathed it. "Of course, I have to deal with the occasional Grimm every once in a while, but hey, nothing good comes for free."

"I truly am proud of the young man I raised you to be," Raven said with a genuine smile. Sparrow blushed before looking away, embarrassed at his mother's words.


Yang rolled towards Blake and hugged her... a tear falling down the side of her face. 'Why didn't you raise me,' she whispered sadly as she hugged her wife, not waking her up, but cuddling up to her for comfort, which fortunately worked.


"Well, let's begin. Time for you boys to meet your aunt," Jaune said. "Well, step-aunt in your case, Sparrow." He just shrugged.

Jaune then looked at the lamp and began to concentrate, his hands glowing. As his Semblance activated, his Aura was seen flowing into the lamp. Moments later, it began to glow. Then, it seemed to brighten, the light becoming more radiant every second. Jaune stopped using his Semblance because he, like everyone else, needed to shield his eyes.

"So bright," Qamar said.

"Has the lamp ever shined so brilliantly," Sparrow asked.

"No. Even when I first saw it, it wasn't nearly this bright," Jaune answered.

"It's because of your Aura," Nimueh said. "You really did energize her. She won't have an excuse. You can call her."

"Alright. Hopefully, this light will disappear when she's freed," Jaune said. Jaune then looked at the lamp, fighting through the light. "Jinn."

The light then ceased.

Raven sighed. "Much better."

"So... where's Aunt Jinn," Argent asked.

As soon as he asked that, the lamp began to float away from Jaune. When it got to a certain point, smoke came out of it, taking the form of a beautiful woman. When Jinn fully formed, she stretched, doing so in a sexy way that made Nimueh elbow Jaune, knowing how her boyfriend thinks. Then again, the look on his face made it fairly obvious.

"Wonderful. Not nearly as long as last time, but still quite appreciated. Tell me. What knowledge do you seek?"

Jinn smiled down at the group, specifically two of them. "Well, well, well, if it isn't my dear sister." Nimueh scoffed as she looked away from Jinn. "And my dear brother-in-law."

Jaune looked surprised. "You know about us?" Jinn's smile remained, raising her eyebrow as she crossed her arms beneath her breasts. Jaune sighed. "Of course you know."

"Just like I know that you're not legally married to my sister yet by human standards, but that you plan on giving her a-"

"WHOA! No need to spoil that," Jaune went.

"Hm," Nimueh went with a raised eyebrow, looking at Jaune. She then thought about it, wondering what Jaune was going to give her. Then, when she thought of how they weren't legally married like Jinn said, and from the shows she has seen on TV, and what humans give to significant other, she turned bright red in embarrassment before she glared at Jinn. "And yet you wonder why I hate you."

Jinn merely giggled before looking at Jaune. "You're quite interesting, Vale Knight. Normally, I can only answer three questions every century, yet you just asked me a question. Of course, I technically didn't answer, but I still could have." She then floated down to be face to face with Jaune. "You just broke the rules of the Relics... again."

"Again?"

Jinn booped his nose. "You're still alive, despite using my sister's power on a near daily basis. By the rules of my father, The God of Light, using the Sword of Destruction would at worst kill you. At best, you'd be crippled. However, with your little Semblance, you're able to use her indefinitely. Even enhance her to the point where she can take a human form. Makes me wonder if she can even turn into a Spirit anymore."

Nimueh grew a tick mark before she began to glow. She then expanded until she was as big as Jinn herself, the beautiful Spirit now face to face with her sister, holding her crossed arms under her breasts as well, her golden dress flowing in the wind. "You just love prodding me, don't you, sister?"

Jinn giggled. "I admit, it is quite enjoyable. Oh, I can now answer one more question, unless..." She looked at Jaune. He sighed before walked up to the floating lamp and charged it. "Thank you," she went in a singsong tone.

"Don't get used to that," Nimueh said.

"What? He charges you all the time, doesn't he," Jinn asked while shrugging her shoulders.

"HE'S MY HUSBAND!"

"Technically just your partner."

"I. Will. DESTROY. You," Nimueh said through clenched teeth.

"Jinn?"

"Yes, dear brother-in-law?"

Jaune sighed. "Can you just call me Jaune," he asked as he pinched the bridge of his nose in annoyance.

"Very well."

Jaune then realized what he did. "I just wasted a question, didn't I?"

"Yes, you did," Jinn said.

"That wasn't a-" He began before sighing with a slump, then filling the lamp even more.

"Jaune, do you plan on asking her a serious question or not," Raven began. "Because I have a question."

Jaune looked at Raven. "What question could you possibly have?"

Raven got serious as she looked up at Jinn. "Why did Jaune hear the God of Darkness's voice?"

"You WHAT," Nimueh went at Jaune.

He sighed. "Right after mine and Raven's little adventure on the island she hid Jinn on, I heard Darkness's voice. Last voice I ever heard in my head was Salem's, and I thought she'd be the only one. Imagine my shock to hear the voice of the God of Darkness himself."

"And is it any surprise," Jinn asked. "You have the Power of Grimm flowing through you now. Power created directly from the God of Darkness himself. My dear, beloved uncle. It actually makes sense for you to hear his voice after all the crimes you've committed against him."

"Crimes? My father is the world's greatest hero. What crime could he possibly have committed," Sparrow asked.

"Was sneaking into Beacon really that bad of a crime," Argent asked.

Jaune groaned with a facepalm while Jinn giggled. "No, my adorable nephew."


Yang grew a tick mark. "Another rival for my position as #1 aunt?! Arie's MY adorable nephew," she thought.


Jinn then motioned towards Nimueh. "His crimes involve your mother."


Ruby grew a tick mark again. "I'M his mother," she thought.


"Of all the Four Relics, my sister is one of the only two personally created by the God of Darkness. He believed that no one being, save for that old man, would be able to use her without sacrificing their body to do so. However, your father was practically born to destroy his logic. Jaune was able to cheat the rule of death time and time again, becoming a legend with the aid of your mother, meaning his legend grew thanks to the God of Darkness's power."

"So my dad is tougher than a god's rule? Cool," Argent went with starry eyes. Jaune couldn't help but chuckle at that.

"My uncle wouldn't agree, my dear. It also doesn't help that he feels that Jaune is getting credit for HIS work, seeing that it's his power that he used to make the world so much greater. If that wasn't enough, your father stole the heart of what is essentially the God of Darkness's daughter."

"Okay, when you put it that way, it sounds really bad," Jaune said.

"Doesn't that also mean the Vale Knight never got the blessings of the father to take his daughter," Qamar asked.

"DID A BANDIT REALLY JUST AS THAT," Jaune yelled in shock and surprise. Qamar just shrugged.

Jinn giggled. "Also, the final straw might just be your new powers."

"You mean this," Jaune asked as he motioned to his face.

"Exactly. So far, you've tamed a Nevermore, a pack of Beowolves, and a giant Beringel the size of a Leviathan."

"Big Ben," Argent asked in excitement.

"Told you," Jaune said to Raven.

"You know your son," she shrugged.

"What's more, you're using the Grimm for good, making the people love them... and you."

"Instead of their creator," Jaune asked.

"Exactly. In short, your actions..." Jinn leaned in towards Jaune. "Are making my uncle angry by using his tools without his permission."

Nimueh cleared her throat, her husband and son being able to tell she was pissed, despite her lovely smile. "Excuse me, but did you just call me a tool, dear sister?" One could practically see the tick mark throbbing on her head.

"Well, sister, it's unfortunate, but at the end of it all, we Relics are tools."

"Uh, Jinn? That's still my wife and best partner."

Jinn giggled. "That's both true and false."

"What?"

"1. You're not married to my sister yet, remember? You're married together in your hearts, now you two just need to marry each other physically."

"WE'LL DO IT! WE'LL GET MARRIED, WITH A RING AND A CERTIFICATE! HAPPY?! OR DO YOU NEED A DAMNED CEREMONY," Nimueh yelled.

"You don't want a wedding ceremony," Jinn asked.

Nimueh blushed and looked away with her arms crossed. "I never thought that was interesting or necessary. I just want to be married to my Jaune, alright?"

"Alright. And 2., my dear future brother-in-law, when your partnership with my sister began, you didn't see her as a lover at first. You saw her as the spirit within the Sword of Destruction."

"In my defense, how was I supposed to know Nimueh was the best woman ever? When we first met, I was just a regular guy who hadn't even hit twenty yet. Hell, I was a bit of a dork."

"A bit," Nimueh asked with a snarky smile and raised eyebrow.

"Don't start. Anyway, I never thought I'd be living my best life with her. I didn't even know she'd gain a human form thanks to my Semblance. One day, I'm resting in a hotel after surviving one of my hardest solo missions in my carrier, next thing I know, I wake up next to the beautiful woman that helped me raise my one-year-old son and make it easy for me to fall in love with and want to marry her!"

Jinn smiled, enjoying the answer.

Nimueh leaned in towards her. "See? He loves me. Feeling jealous, sister," she asked in a mocking tone.

Jinn glanced over at Nimueh and flicked her nose.

"Ow. Bitch," Nimueh grumbled as she rubbed her nose.

"I'm more pleased to know that my sister is so loved. It puts me at ease."

"Well, can you out us at ease," Qamar began, getting Jinn's attention. "Will we have to worry about the God of Darkness returning?"

"Why yes, my dear."

Sparrow walked up. "How would he return?"

"By two different means. The first way would be if my siblings and I were brought into one place, and we summoned them. Though, I doubt Nimueh would agree to doing so, even though she wouldn't have a choice."

"No way. I like my life as it is. I'm not about to allow father and uncle to ruin this life. Besides, humanity is far from united, even with Salem gone. Those two would deem humans unworthy and destroy Remnant."

All of the humans were shocked to hear what Nimueh said.

"Is there a way to prevent that," Raven asked.

"Oh, that would only happen if they both came," Jinn said. "Well, it would also still happen if dear uncle came alone, which would happen if he became too angry and decided to break his word and come to Remnant on his own."

"Which would happen if Jaune continues saving lives using the Grimm. And unfortunately for him, people are selfish, so they would gladly twist his arm to make him turn the Grimm docile," Raven said.

"My, my, aren't we brilliant," Jinn said.

"Please answer my previous question: how do we prevent Darkness from destroying humanity?"

Jinn floated down towards Raven. "There is nothing YOU can do to stop him, mortal." Raven's eyes widened. "Your magic is absolutely useless against the creator of magic. Your Semblance wouldn't be able to escape his wrath either. It wouldn't matter if you were underground or within the very clouds high in the sky, he will reach you, and there's nothing you can do to stop it."

Raven looked down, dejected. She spent all these years surviving Salem, staring death in the face and spitting in its face over and over again, only for a being much more horrible than her possibly appearing and being impossible to avoid. Sparrow, sensing her grief, gently grabbed his mother's hand. He felt like he did the right thing when she tightened her grip around his hand.

"But he can."

Everyone looked at Jaune.

"Me?"

"Of course. You're the next Ruler of the Grimm on Remnant. That Semblance of yours only makes you an even greater threat to uncle. You might be the only thing standing between Remnant and total annihilation."

"Oh, well... no pressure, right dad," Argent said sarcastically as he nudged his father.

"No. No pressure at all. I only have the entire world riding on my shoulders. At least with Salem, I got to be a part of a team. Now, it's just me and me alone."

"Huh? But dad..." Jaune looked down when Argent grabbed his hand, father and son looking into the other's eyes. "I thought WE were a team."

Jaune stared at his son before he smiled. He then got out of Argent's grip and ruffled his son's hair. "Yeah. We are kiddo."

"Shi-shi-shi."

"Ahem." The two looked up. "Forgetting someone, are we," Nimueh went, arms crossed, looking down at her family.

The two smiled. "Nope! The Arc Family can't be a team without the mom," the two said in unison.

Nimueh smirked and stuck her nose up in pride. "Damn right."

"Raven, would you like to be a part of this," Jaune asked.

"No. I'm a Branwen. You have your family; I have my tribe. And before you ask him, Sparrow would give the same answer."

"She's right."

Jaune shrugged. "Worth a shot. Anyway, Jinn, is there a way I can turn back into a regular human?"

"No."

"Really? Nothing at all?"

"Sorry, Jaune. Like Salem before you, you're stuck like that. Silver eyes will either turn you to stone or just plain destroy you." Argent looked down sadly.

"You could always get that Emerald girl to place an illusion around you."

"I'd have to be near her 24/7."

She shrugged. "It's just a suggestion."

Jaune sighed before he thought about it. "Maybe not illusions... but holograms."

"Let me guess, you want to see Winter," Nimueh said.

"Aren't the New Mantle labs a good start," Jaune asked.

Nimueh sighed. She hated that her husband was right. She didn't get along with Winter at all. At least she wouldn't have to deal with her brother there.

"Well, I guess we're going to New Mantle," Jaune said.

"Alright! Aunt Winter," Argent went in excitement.

Jaune chuckled before looking at Jinn. "One last question."

"Hm," she went with a smile.

"Do you want to be free from your lamp?"

"Oh, Jaaaaaauuune."

"Hm? Geh!"

Jaune looked up to see Nimueh's eyes closed, a forced smile, and a twitching eyebrow with a pulsing tick mark. "Please tell me you didn't just invite my SISTER to LIVE with us."

"I... uh... didn't?"

"YOU KNOW DAMN WELL THE ONLY WAY SHE CAN BE FREE OF HER LAMP IS BY LIVING WITH YOU," Nimueh roared in Jaune's face.

"Huh. Didn't think of that."

"YOU MORON! IT TOOK THREE YEARS FOR ME TO GET A HUMAN BODY FROM YOU FILLING ME WITH YOUR AURA!"

"Sweetheart, I'll make it up to you! I swear! We'll go on a vacation with just you and me. Anywhere you want. One full week."

Nimueh glared at him. "All expenses paid out of YOUR pocket?"

"I'll even make sure the next few missions are just with me and Crocea Mors so you can spend time with Argent. No babysitters, meaning no Ruby-"


She jolted in her bed.


"No Yang-"


She squeezed Blake to the point she coughed up a literal hair ball. "How," Blake asked before she was rendered unconscious.


"Not even Nora!"


Nora shot out of her bed, waking up Ren.

"What's wrong?"

"I'm being denied cutie rights."

"Huh?"


Nimueh continued to glare at Jaune. "And what about my sister? Will she be stuck at our house with us?"

"Uh, no. Now that I know that I can give Relics bodies by giving them ludicrous amounts of Aura, I'll keep her with me and continuously fuel her until she gets her body. It won't take three years. I promise. It will just be you and Argent until I get the date money. Deal?"

Nimueh stared at her husband with a look that felt like it was destroying even him before she sighed. "Fine."

"Well, that was entertaining," Jinn went, getting everyone's attention. "Well, to answer your question... yes. That would be lovely. Having phenomenal cosmic knowledge is grand and all, but the tiny living space is very uncomfortable. What a caring brother-in-law. Making sure his family has much better living conditions. It also helps that your home is now bigger than before."

"Come again? I paid for it to be remade as it was," Jaune said.

"Oh, one of the contractors was a victim of the Sleepy Hollow incident."

"The town ravaged by Apathy and Chills?!"

"Indeed. She was so grateful to you that she decided to make your house bigger, free of charge. It's officially a three-story tall mansion now. You could fit the entire Branwen Tribe in it now."

"Hooo," Raven went, rubbing her chin in a thinking pose.

"Don't even think about it," Nimueh said to her. Raven shrugged, knowing full well that even she wasn't a match for the literal Spirit of Destruction.

"Well, I think I've answered enough questions. I'll be spending time in my little home until we get back," she said as she began to fade away.

"Wait," Argent called.

"Hm? Yes, dear?"

"Dad told me your lamp attracts Grimm. That mom was the only one who actually scared them away. Is that still true?"

"Oh, now that your father is a Grimm on the same level as a Wyvern."

"THAT'S IT?!"

"Most Grimm will be too afraid to come anywhere near me as long as I'm close to your father. Plus, as you mentioned, the Grimm are afraid of your mother. Finally, we have those lovely silver eyes of yours," Jinn said as she scratched Argent's chin in a way that made the boy blush. "I'll be just fine." With that, she vanished back into her lamp, the Relic floating over to Jaune. He took the Relic and buckled it to his belt.

"Well, that was interesting," Raven said. "Sparrow?"

"Yes, ma'am." He then cut open a portal, stepping aside to let everyone walk in first. After his little brother walked in last, he was about to enter it when he sensed something. He turned around, sword ready to be drawn, only to not see anything. Whatever he felt was gone, too. Relaxing a bit but still on edge, he entered the portal, making it close behind him.

As soon as the portal vanished, a red eye slowly levitated out from behind a rock, shaking violently, glowing brightly.

The next morning, Jaune, Nimueh, and Argent were walking out of the gate of the camp.

"Jaune." He and his family turned to see Raven, Sparrow, Qamar, and the rest of the camp standing at the gate. "You'll always have a place here. If you ever get tired of being a hero, we'll be ready to take you and your family in."

Jaune smiled. "Thanks, Raven."

"Besides, Nimueh promised something rather interesting that we haven't done yet," she said while crossing her arms and having a smirk on her face.

"I WAS DRUNK!"

"Sparrow," Argent called.

"Hm?"

"I'll be able to disassemble the rifle in three seconds next time! After that, we can have a match, right?!"

Sparrow chuckled. "I did promise that didn't I?"

"Your brother promised a match with you?"

Argent smiled at his dad. "Shi-shi-shi. Yeah! Makes sense, doesn't it? If we're going to be the next generation of Huntsman and Bandit, we gotta know who's tougher." Jaune rolled his eyes with a chuckle.

"Don't think you're off the hook, father."

"Hm?"

"Mother interrupted our fight. I may not have the Arc name, but I'm still part of the bloodline, and it's the son's duty to surpass the father." He then placed his hand on his sword. "Next time, no interruptions. One-on-one, all out, hold nothing back. Besides, who better to lead the most powerful bandit tribe in the world than a man who bested the World's Strongest Huntsman?" The bandits cheered at that statement.

Jaune chuckled. "Alright. Get stronger, kiddo. Then, I'll give you a fight so awesome, even your mother will be in awe."

"I'll hold you to that," mother and son said in unison.

Jaune chuckled before turning away from the camp. Argent waved at the bandits before he saw the woman. She winked at him, making him blush and turn away. He was then hugged closer towards Nimueh, who looked back at the woman with a glare. The woman innocently turned her head away with a whistle, hands behind her head, but sweating nervously.

Jaune then gave a loud, shrill whistle that made some of the bandits cover their ears. The more powerful members endured it, Raven, Sparrow, and Qamar of course being unaffected at all.

They then watched as Jaune grabbed his wife and son and leapt high into the air. Before the bandits could look up, the sky darkened. When they heard the infamous cry of the Nevermore, they watched in awe as the mighty Grimm flew away, the family on its back.

Sparrow chuckled. "The paternal side of my family is quite interesting."

"That it is," Raven said. "START PACKING UP! WE'VE SPENT ENOUGH TIME IN THIS AREA! WE'RE MOVING TO CAMPSITE BOARBATUSK!"

"YES, LEADER," the bandits went in perfect unison before they ran off to carry out the order, the gates of the camp closing as Raven, Sparrow, and Qamar entered to pack as well.