The park had a lot of fallen trees. Everything was burnt and destroyed, and Jay thought he was too late. "Have any bright ideas on where they are?" Jay asked Alan. Alan just stood there, spacing out.

"Follow me!" Alan said, dragging Jay along. Jay stared back at his bike.

"Slow down!" Jay said, skidding along. Alan put a finger to his lips, signaling to be quiet. Alan put Jay down behind a bush. Alan stuck his head out of the bush, seeing the two teams.

"Edestro!" The teenager yelled. The giant eyeball shot a laser at the Frenchman.

"Oh look, they're retaliating, Horace. Oculys!" The Frenchman said to the owl. The owl nodded. He stared at the giant eyeball, and a laser beam came out of the owl, Horace's, eyes.

"How amusing, Rousseau! Maybe when they're book burns, the child will weep!" Horace said, laughing. The teenager rolled out of the way of the laser, as the two spells collided.

"Hurlasor! Hang in there, Eyesacc!" The teenager yelled. A larger laser was sent out of the eyeball.

"Revishield." Rousseau said. A giant red wall absorbed the attack, and then disappeared.

"These weak attacks won't faze us, Thomson. Just hand over that eye's book, and nothing will happen to you." Rousseau said, approaching Thomson.

"Hurlasor!" Thomson yelled.

"Baloculys!" Rousseau said, as the two laser spells cancelled each other out.

"Now, hand over the book, and nothing bad will happen to you." Rousseau said again. Rousseau kicked Thomson, causing him to drop the book. Rousseau than took a match out of his pocket.

"I find it more calming when I burn things myself," Rousseau said, lighting the match, bringing it close to the Crimson book.

"Braidon!" Jay yelled, whacking Rousseau and his match backwards, saving Eyesacc's book. Alan sneezed, as the hair whip lashed out, hitting Horace and throwing the owl into a tree.

"Who?" The owl cooed, dropping to the ground. Thomson ran toward the book, grabbed it, and then ran back to Eyesacc.

"Gigano Hurlasor!" Thomson yelled. Eyesacc became absorbed in a white light, and then shot off toward Horace, leaving a trail of lasers behind him. Horace, still dazed from being hit by Alan's spell, was sent flying by Eyesacc's new spell.

"Oru Baloculys!" Rousseau yelled. Horace recovered in mid air, and the owl started to flap his wings, sending lasers flying around. Alan's book started to glow. Jay opened the book, to find a new spell.

"Ha! It's a shield!" Jay said, patting Alan on the back, as he sneezed.

"Braishield!" Jay yelled. Some of Alan's hair detached, creating a shield. The lasers hit the shield, and the shield went up in flames. The flames suddenly went out, and the hair retreated back to Alan. Alan laughed, as they got out of the bush. Jay went toward Thomson.

"You okay?" Jay asked. Thomson nodded, holding the book close to him.

"Good. Let's beat this guy." Jay said, facing toward Rousseau and Horace.

"Immobi Braidon!" Jay yelled, as whips of hair wrapped around the team, trapping them.

"Hurlasor!" Thomson cried, and a laser blast fired from Eyesacc. But it wasn't aimed for the team, but the book that Rousseau had dropped. The laser flooded light on it, and when the attack was finished, the book was nothing but ashes. Horace, the owl, was gone. Thomson sighed, and hugged the big eyeball. Then stared at Alan and Jay.

"Why did you help us?" Thomson asked, while the giant eye made a confused expression.

"We saw you were in trouble, and you seemed like the right team to help," Alan said, smiling. He held out a hand to Thomson, and helped him get up.

"That was the second time this week we were attacked," Thomson said.

"I don't think I can take it anymore. Eyesacc doesn't even like to fight." Thomson whined, as Eyesacc blinked once.

"How do you know that?" Jay asked.

"He blinks once, he says 'yes'. Blinking twice means 'no'. It's a system we use to communicate," Thomson said. He stared at the giant eye.

"Thanks for helping us. I've been meaning to ask a good team this, but I haven't come across any. Could you burn Eyesacc's book?" Thomson asked, handing Jay the book nonchalantly.

"Wait, why? Don't you want to help Eyesacc become king?" Jay asked, a bit confused.

"Please, Eyesacc and I don't like to fight. And we barely survived against that other team. If you don't burn his book, than someone else will. I'd rather have Eyesacc go down with his dignity intact." Thomson said, handing the book. Jay and Alan looked down at the eye. It blinked once, as if to say, 'do it.'

"I guess…" Jay said, getting out a match, and staring at it intently. He lit it.

"I can't believe Rousseau and Horace lost." A teenage girl said.

"I can. We can only rely on ourselves to win, Amy." A little girl said.

"But we aren't exactly experts at this, Luna. We only have five spells, which was only one more than Horace, and the eye Mamodo he was attacking." Amy pointed out.

"Yes, but we did beat Horace and convince him to join us. But that Rousseau is a coward. He couldn't even take our spells like a man." Luna said.

"Well, at least that's another team down, ninety something others to go." Amy said cheerfully.

"Always looking on the bright side, are we?" Luna asked mischievously.

(End Of Chapter 4: 97 Mamodo left)