(During Issue 11: Martin walks home)

"Is that what I think it is?"

Ray chuckles as he observes Ferroris and Uilly attach a large stretch of colorful wool and silk to long wood pole.

"What do you think? I'm sorry if it's worn out and made out of rags." Ferroris, a lizard-like creature apologizes as he displays a large banner on front of Eric and Ray. Just like the rebellion flag that consisted of a blue field and red with dark blue striped outlines, the flag they made is an added Sixth Legion sigil that was displayed on the center of the flag.

"Amazing!" Eric compliments as the increasing rebels gather around them. "Yap, it may be worn out, but I never thought that you really outdid yourselves even though we didn't require you to. Besides, you all belong to the Jolras' Corps remember?"

"We know." Ferroris replies. "But I think we truly belong here in the 'Pasture Heights' under your good training. You prove these months that you may be the youngest of all of us here, but truly you were a great trainer. You also proved from the miracle raid that even a small army could even defeat a larger one with minimal casualties because of your great leaderships and strategic skills. This simple flag is just a simple recognition of your good service to us and to the rebellion."

"Hear!" "Hear!" "Hear!" The gathered rebels surround them as they cheer for the two young legionates. They raise their fists in the air as they alternate their arms by extending it upward and downward and repeat.

Eric and Ray are then flattered by their admiration to them. "This is a one of a kind thank you from all of you." Eric says as he turns around to all of them in gratitude. He then elbows Ray to say something as well.

"Since the day you came here, we thought that it was impossible to train you in such a short period of time because most of you are adults here." Ray jokes as the rebels also join in the laughter. "But here we are now and this is what we have been waiting for. From the first day until now, we proudly saw how we developed and trained you to be more skilled to fight. Yet I know most of you didn't have the experience such as the other rebels did during the raid, but if you focus on your training and the spirit to fight for your Meridian, then ours is the win! They brought you pillage upon you so…"

"We pillage them right back!" the 'Heights'' men cry out in motivation with morale in their will.

Eric checks the great morale of his men. "And if that is all I need to here, then pack up the weapons and armory!" he instructs as the men disperse around the barn and ready their weapons.

"We're ready to march to Meridian!" he shouts.


(During Issue 11: Martin walks home)

"Pssstt…Martin!"

Meanwhile at Heatherfield, a silent voice calls out to him as Martin who now walks home after school, turns around to see Uriah who hides behind a post. "U-Uriah!" Martin stutters.

"If it's me you're looking for, here I am!" Uriah says as he approaches Martin and braces his arm over Martin's neck and drags Martin to the entrance of Heatherfield Park where Laurent and Kurt waits for him. "I gave you my word, and you know me…I'm a guy who keeps his promises! I never stand people up, right Kurt?"

"Uh-huh…" Kurt replies as he pulls out a small notebook. He opens it up to a certain page and reads. "You even wrote it down in your assignment book Uriah, from 3:00 to 3:30, beat up Martin! Gosh it's already twenty past! If we want we could reschedule it for another day!"

"What do you say to Friday, same time? Now that I'm suspended, I have lots of free time!" Uriah says as he grabs Martin by the shirt.

"But it's not my fault!" Martin replies as he once again feels a dark grim in his aura. "I couldn't pretend like nothing happened and let Nigel get into trouble!"

"You'd have been better off letting him because you're the one who's in trouble now!" Uriah says as he clenches his fist and prepares to strike Martin.

"W-Wait, Uriah! Let's talk this over!" Just like the other day, Martin sees an aura of anger in his eyes clasps his face in fear, ready when Uriah delivers a heavy blow on him. Suddenly, he feels a shiver up down on his skin, as if there were someone else besides them who are present right now. The same feeling he had when they were always there. 'Irma!—The Guardians?'

"Oww!" Out of nowhere, an acorn hits Uriah's head from behind. Uriah lets Martin go and turns around. "Who…Who did that?" he rubs his head.

"Nobody! It just fell from that tree!" Kurt replies as he and Laurent shrugs their shoulders.

Martin in amidst in the confusion in an instant runs away from them. 'Impossible! I saw the whole thing happened! An acorn thrown in such an angle? You kidding? Physics can't apply to that kind of gravity…unless, it was the Guardians!'

"The creep is getting away!" Laurent points out to Martin.

"Get him!" Uriah yells as his gang chases after him.

As he runs, he looks behind and still sees Uriah who chases after him. He also sees from afar that his pals were caught by phenomenal and probably magical incidents. Kurt was hit by a falling branch as Laurent was splashed by a looping fountain of water. At the same time the magical presence was gone out from him as he moves farther away and hides a large tree. 'Oh I see! If the girls are truly here then, they're here to protect me then as they promised!' He sits behind it and braces his backpack and pants heavily. "I think I lost them!"

"Guess again, Four-eyes!" he says as Uriah appears to Martin and pushes him back before he runs away and trips to his fallen backpack. "I don't know what happened to Kurt and Laurent, but it doesn't matter! I can take care of you all by myself!" He once again looms over the fallen Martin and again prepares to strike him down. "They're going to miss the show, but no big deal…I'll tell them all about it later on!"

"Then tell them about this part too!" suddenly, a voice says out of nowhere as Uriah feels a grasp on his wrist before he could punch Martin down.

"You, Nigel!" Uriah says as he turns to an angry Nigel who still firmly grips on Uriah's wrist.

"That's enough Uriah!" Nigel grits his teeth. He suddenly stops and feels a strong atmospheric pressure, not from the incoming the Guardians but from Uriah who emits a strong aura of darkness out of him. "W-What is this aura?!'

"You showed up just in time, old pal! There was something I wanted to tell you!" Uriah in rage quickly charges Nigel as he swings Martin's backpack at him. Nigel quickly dodges in time as he backs away.

'I just have to kick him out when he—what the—!' Nigel says as he starts to fight him, but once again pauses when he feels a looming static pressure when he takes a quick yet slow motion glimpse at Uriah's destructive eyes. He is then shocked to see as he looks deeper into it is a swirl of darkness that blinds his pupils. 'Ragorlang?! And I thought they've been handled by the Hunters!'

'Oh no Nigel! Why is he here? And I thought he was at the 'Calluna'!' Martin says to himself as he recovers and witness Uriah attacks and swings his bag offensively at him. 'And he's in trouble too! Looks like I need to step a bit further!'

"You forgot about our friends!" Uriah swings hastily at him. Nigel backs away once more but trips and falls back to a tree behind him. "But we haven't forgotten about you!" Uriah angrily yells as he extends his arms upwards and prepares to launch Martin's backpack at him.

"Go ahead Uriah!" Nigel challenges his old friend as he feels the tense pressure that keeps him unmoving from his position. "Because hurting me won't change anything…"

Uriah then clenches his teeth in humiliation. He pulls back the backpack behind him and starts to throw at him but his arms soon jerks to a halt. He still indecisively holds the bag in the air as his arms quiver to even hurt his friend. His aura then slowly dies and calms down.

Unexpectedly from behind Uriah's back, he feels a quick tap of a finger from his shoulder. "Excuse me…" the Martin's voice says from behind.

"But no one treats my backpack like that!" the small stature Martin blows a solid punch to Uriah's cheek, and knocks him to the ground unconscious with the backpack on above him. "Ow!" he yelps as he too feels the pain on his fist.

Nigel as he surprisingly witnesses the odd and funny scene, recalls what Ray predicted about Martin's development, to fight his fears and his dignity. "Nice shot Martin." He snickers to himself.

"N-Nigel? Why are you here shouldn't you be at Merid—" Martin starts to ask as he takes his backpack

"Sorry I didn't get here sooner!" Nigel cuts him off in a high voice and pats his back. "I started following you but the minute you got out of school, but then I lost track of you!" he lies sarcastically.

"Note your words, the Guardians are here. Please don't expose me." He whispers to Martin's ear as they both walk off away from Uriah and the approaching Guardians.

"Oh—uh!" Martin stutters as he tries to come up with a good reply. "Don't apologize! You saved my glasses friend!"

They both walk away for another few meters straight ahead away from Uriah and the approaching Guardians. "So it was really the girls that I felt earlier?"

"It was. It seems like they saved you from my Laurent and Kurt." Nigel replies. "I think they used their invisible powers to hide themselves. So much time their risking instead of going to Meridian."

"And you? Why are you here? I thought you were in Meridian with your men?"

"I'm off to head start with some of my men who can disguise themselves as humans. The rest of the men might be delayed in the fort and will follow soon after. When we pass by here, I saw you and Uriah in the park." Nigel says and snickers. "Besides, I can't just let you handle Uriah by yourself…"

"Is there anything I could help you with?" Martin asks.

"Well, the only problem was, one of our men, Grantaire, still needs to recover his magical mana after he was released. He doesn't have enough magic to—" Nigel stops as he looks at Martin briefly and thinks. "Unless…"

"Unless what?" Martin gulps.

"Unless, you really really like to help…"