Meanwhile, the fight between Boukenred and Boukemerald went on, with no immediate winner in sight. Despite Boukenred's injury, he still made a tough opponent for Boukemerald to beat. When Boukenred was about to use his strongest attack, Boukemerald just dropped his shield, at which point Boukenred stopped his attack.

"What are you doing?" Boukenred asked.

"I obviously underestimated you." Boukemerald replied, "You're a tough one to beat."

"Hey, you're not easy either." Boukenred reminded him.

"But I have the advantage of shielding my wound." Boukemerald reminded him.

"So you think you can beat me under different circumstances?" Boukenred wondered.

"I might, I might not." Boukemerald said.

Boukenred didn't seem to understand: "I don't understand you. Everyone else always want to surpass me, yet you're not even trying!"

"Should I be?" Boukemerald questioned, "Or are you still puzzled as to why I didn't want to use your Accellular?"

Boukenred appeared a little taken aback at that: "What?"

"Everyone else in the team wants to be you, but they don't dare to take your Accellular and become Red." Boukemerald said, "When I joined, they expected me to pick it up, or rather expected me to be you, which I can't be. You've just demonstrated that to me in this fight."

"That's why you'd rather have your own color?" Boukenred asked.

"You think it weird?" Boukemerald questioned, "If I were red, the team would have such high expectations which I can never reach, so I'll quit eventually. But with a different color..."

"So that's what you meant with 'red means stop and green means go'." Boukenred now realized.

"Correct." Boukemerald confirmed, "Which is funny, considering you'd much rather be 'going' at times that I'd rather be sitting back."

"You mean that I'd much rather be fighting than sitting down waiting for my wounds to heal?" Boukenred asked.

After Boukemerald nodded, Boukenred continued: "As I see it, wounds can limit your abilities, but that doesn't mean you're completely disabled. I even saw you doing a very good job at fighting. And don't say that you had an advantage, because I don't believe that. You're much stronger than you yourself think."

Boukemerald shrugged: "If you say so."

"I'm positive about that."

"Er... excuse me." Mr. Voice suddenly spoke to them, "When you two are done complimenting each other, maybe you can go and help everyone else."

"Why? What's wrong with them?" Boukenred asked.

"Vlad has managed to turn regular people against them." Mr. Voice replied.

"That doesn't sound too good." Boukemerald sounded somewhat concerned.

"Where are they now?" Boukenred asked Mr. Voice.

As they were on their way, the Boukengers had a hard time to not hurt anybody. They could only avoid other people and use their grappler-hooks for so long. All until the crowd finally managed to take them down and bring them to Vlad, who had his stakes at the ready.

"I've waited for hundreds of years before I could do this again." Vlad snickered.

That's when two of the church's windows broke, allowing two other people to enter.

Vlad recognized them both: "You two... you came back for more?"

"That's very uncharacteristic of you to say." one of the two, Boukemerald said.

"That won't be necessary." the other one, Boukenred said, "You're now facing me again..."

Boukenred did his pose again: "The fiery adventurer... Boukenred!"

"Was THAT even necessary?" Boukemerald wondered.

"Get them!" somebody in the crowd exclaimed.

"No need." Vlad told them, "I'll deal with these two myself."

Still in his human form, Vlad attacked the two Boukengers. Unfortunately for him, the two of them alone were enough to wound Vlad. This way, he briefly showed his true form in front of the crowd, who were now taken aback at him.

"He's a monster!" somebody shouted.

"So they were telling the truth after all." somebody else added.

"Get him!" another one exclaimed.

Boukemerald, witnessing them letting go of the other five, realized: "These people sure are xenophobic."

"At least they don't think of Vlad as their savior anymore." Boukenred assured him.

Seeing how he was defeated, Vlad turned into his monstrous form, and at the same time turned himself into a giant. While he was doing so, the Boukengers helped everyone else leave the church, as Vlad's change caused it to fall apart.