(During Issue 6, WITCH after Bookshop incident)

"Can you please care to explain what you boys you were doing?"

The police says as he interrogates the three trespassers caught in the amusement park. Earlier, they tried to escape from being caught by the police as they hide beneath the debris and thick walls. But the dogs sniffed their scent out and founded them. They were arrested and were delivered to the interrogation room, as they sit next to each other and across are the interrogator.

"Sir, we were umm—just trespassing." Eric explains as he stutters.

"And what did you do exactly?" the police asks. "Many have called complaints about the abruptions that happened in around the amusement park."

"What were these claims, If may I ask?" Eric asks.

The large cop holds on papers on front of him and reads. "Large explosions, arrows that stick to the neighborhood's homes and screams and grunts of large animals…" he reads with a gesture of confusion written over his face. "What's with all these? And are you responsible for it?"

'You have no idea.' "Sir, I-I think we are incapable of doing these complains, I believe." He explains.

"Are you sure?" He pulls out a confiscated large broad sword onto the table, the Sword of Atlas. "And what is that large sword if may I ask."

"That's for-umm—my cosplay…" Eric explains.

"And it's quite heavy too and real! Do you always bring this around in that small physique of yours?"

"N-no…" Eric scratches his head.

"Do you know that it's dangerous to bring around a sword like this around?"

"U-umm…Y-yes…?"

"Well since you understood it, I have to confiscate this."

"B-but…" Eric stutters.

"No buts mister." says the policeman. "Excuse me while I call your parents." He says as he leaves the room with the three boys behind.

"Good going, Eric." Nigel says as he taps his finger on the table. "Now your sword will be on their hands now."

"Well, sorry for being human." Eric exclaims. "Do you think I have the magic to disappear my sword out of thin air like you do? I guess, if we don't bring it back, then we just have to steal it from here instead."

"Flames! That's your job not mine!" Nigel crosses his arms.

"This is for us-" Eric explains.

"S-sorry."

Nigel and Eric looks at the unmotivated Ray who breaks off from their conversation with an apology. "Actually it's all my fault to start with. If I hadn't come or fainted a while back, you should've escaped from the cops. You should have left me there instead—"

Eric stops him as he slaps hard on Ray's rear head but does not react with a word. "Eric!" Nigel yells on behalf of Ray. "What was that for!"

"D-Don't worry Nigel." Ray says as he rubs his rear. "It's just a just punishment-"

"It's not a punishment Ray." Eric explains. "I want you to snap out of it! I know how you went to Meridian to revenge your uncle's death right?"

Ray then looks at him in bewilderment and in confusion and nods in shame, Eric continues. "Seeking revenge is a waste of time, Ray but if you think I would advise you that you should stop this revenge nonsense because your uncle won't come back kind of thing, then you're wrong."

"You won't stop me?" Ray asks with a surprise.

"I won't" Eric pats his shoulder. "But to quarantine yourself in a locked room for a week and to search for Zagan with a weak physique of yours does not help. If you want to burst out all of your anger on him, don't keep it to yourself. If you wanted the revenge you wanted, you must work hard for it and become stronger and stronger by the day. And when that time comes to face him, I bet you can even his odds against him."

Ray suddenly becomes enlightened from Eric's advice as his mind flashbacks from the accounts that happened from the boring past. He thought by locking himself and keeping his emotions and anger to himself was the answer to his desire of revenge, but he was wrong, that situation led him to follow his selfish mind. If he had fought Zagan earlier, he would have been a goner and his desire would have not been fulfilled.

Ray then smiles slightly for the first time after a week of sadness and sorrow. "And I thought I was the only one who has a way of words; seems like the Sword of Atlas chose you for the right reason too"

Eric snickers and smiles as he offers his forearm to him as Ray replies with an tired arm bump.

"Welcome back, Ray!" Nigel as he stands as he walks to pat Ray's back. "But I had to break this moment but what should we do now with this sword?"

"I think Eric's right with the breakout." Ray chuckles.

"Hey, I know we're glad that you came back." Nigel replies "But I think, we're in a dire situation here."

Suddenly, the door opens as another policeman comes into the room; Nigel then frantically dashes back to his seat and notice the familiar officer on front of them. "Officer Lair!"

"Aren't you the one who bust in the museum with the other boys a few days ago?" he asks as he checks the outside before he closes the door behind him.

"U-umm…yes…" Nigel replies embarrassingly.

"I actually thought you were the person I least expected to see than those other friends of yours." He explains as he sits on front of them.

"Umm… Sorry." Nigel apologizes as he rubs his face with his palm.

"And so does this sword too." He exclaims as he inspects the grip of the sword. The three of them in confusion looks at him.

"Sir, what are you saying?" Eric asks. "You've seen this sword too?"

"Many years ago." He smiles at them as he carries it. "And it's heavier as it is!" he then suddenly releases the sword down to the table.

Eric bumps his elbow discretely to Ray as they both glimpse at each other. Eric jerks his head oof to the officer. 'Sense anything?'

But Ray shakes his head, Eric turns to his opposite side as Nigel also shakes his head and hands under the table. 'Can't sense him either!' Nigel gestures back.

"If you boys try to sense anything on me, but you can't, I'm sorry." He smirks slightly at them. "But I know you boys serve the sixth legion, am I right?"

"Sir, may I know who you really are?" Eric asks mystified of what they heard from their very ears.

Officer Tom Lair smiles. "Come and get your sword and I'll drive you and drop you off where you need to be."

The Officer Tom, as the officer in charge, directed the rest of the officers to lay the case off as the evidences of explosions and screams show no strong evidence that it was the boys who have done it. He also convinced the officers to let the boys keep the large sword and sends them off with a warning.

"As Mr. Ashcroft here knows, I am Thomas Lair." He introduces himself. "I too was also trained in the in Kandrakar to become a legionate when I was around your age. I received my mark when I was eighteen and joined the Sixth Legion, and at the same time I became a police officer to be an informant to the legion."

"So when I and my other friends were arrested during the museum breakout, you actually believed us?" Nigel asks.

"Yes I do." Tom replies. "But you must understand that under these circumstances I still need to believe that I don't. But when I saw your sword displayed on the tabled behind the one-way mirror, I recognize it as the Sword of Atlas without a doubt, and from there I knew that you are legionates. If I may ask, which one of you is Atlas by the way? Aren't you kids too young?"

Nigel and Ray look at Eric, their young captain. "The previous legion was all extinguished during a war in Meridian." Eric explains. "We were the only humans in the academe who could fill up their roles."

"Just the three of you?" He asks surprisingly. "I'm sorry to hear that."

"And why did you left?" Eric asks.

"Thirteen years ago, my daughter was born." Tom explains. "During those times were legionates who were sent out to Meridian during a military coup. I couldn't risk leaving my daughter behind since my wife died during childbirth. I'm also sure I may never come back to care of her again, so I decided to resign from the legion and become an ordinary policeman and father. "

"Coincidentally enough, your daughter Irma becomes the Guardian of Water." Nigel says.

"I know. I'd sensed a magical presence in her. I never doubt her power of water since our great ancestors were water shades, creatures of the water." Tom replies. "If Kandrakar chose her, then I would let her because it was fate that decided it. I just do hope for her safety."

"Does your daughter know about you?" Ray asks as he slumps restlessly on the backseat.

"Being a legionate is already in the far past and I actually wanted to forget all about it." He replies. "Likewise, I don't think my daughter would be interested in those kinds of stories or the time to hear them, if she always spends her time in the bathroom as always!" He laughs.

They finally arrived at the park where the police found them. "Here we are boys, by the amusement park where I dropped you off. Good thing too there no police around the area, I might be fired if I let you delinquents dropped off here."

"Thank you, Officer Lair." Eric says as they get off from the car. "Yet we won't promise that another situation would ever happen again."

"I know." He replies through the shot gun seat window "Just make sure not to be caught again, take care!" he closes the window and drives off as the boys wave back as they send him off.

"Well, I better get going." Nigel says as he glances on his watch.

"Need to catch a butterfly?" Eric teases.

"Oh shut up!" Nigel says as he leaves them and waves off a good-bye.

"A butterfly?" Ray asks. "Does Nigel love insects now?"

"Heh! I'll tell you all the way through, but first we need to get you home." Eric says as he secretly enters the park to take his scooter out to drive back home to Open Hill.