A/N: I don't own Valkyrie or Necromancers, but Max is my baby. Yeah, I decided to rewrite the series as a romance. Uh, Valkyrie agreed to stay and several weeks have passed since the last chapter. Enjoy!

Valkyrie felt as if time had stopped. Invading Necromancers had just suddenly appeared it their black robes, clearly intent on killing them both. But even as their shadows massed Max stepped forward calmly and at her gesture it was as if time had stopped. Valkyrie, realizing she was about to launch an extremely rare magical attack tried to stop her, but she'd frozen like everyone else.

Then music started to fill the temple and as ridiculous as she supposed it should have seemed, the Necromancers cowered the best they could at the sound and one promptly swooned as Max began to sing. Valkyrie grinned. As combat songs went she wouldn't have plucked Please Felipe out of the air.

The song was bouncy and celebratory, but she supposed that was the point. As Max sang and dance her robe started to glow molten white and all manner of crystal and other jewelry appeared on her. And he magic was potent. First Valkyrie could feel the power drain from the Necromancers, then, to their utter horror, their robes started to turn snowy white as Max's attack simply overwhelmed them.

Then the Necromancers started to be shot through with light, then glow, then they simply vanished. Max laughed and continued to sing as she danced her victory dance, freeing Valkyrie at a gesture to follow her. Valkyrie danced towards her as Max swayed, clearly pleased with herself. "Not bad for an old broad, eh?" She asked as she twirled Valkyrie and Valkyrie blushed.

"That was amazing! But I've never seen it work before, usually it just takes too long." She said and Max nodded as she held Valkyrie close. Mages had always tried to use music with varying degrees of success. The problem being that enemies rarely froze in place for the singer to complete the song. They tended to die horrible, messy deaths about three bars in.

But as they danced to the music and it at last faded and Max simply held her close, Valkyrie realized just how much power the battle cleric as she insisted on being called had. "Max, why don't you like being seen as the head of the temple?" She asked and Max smiled.

"Because then it wouldn't be appropriate to court you, you know that. Besides, it's never any fun being in charge and I'm no good at it."

"Seriously?" Valkyrie asked and Max leaned in to kiss her deeply.

"Seriously. Now then. I suppose such a thrilling battle earned us the night off. And although I don't normally step out of the temple, tonight I'll make an exception." Max stepped back from her and started to chant, and Valkyrie could only watch as her white robe turned into a white dress suit complete with a white top hat and cane and what looked like the world's best facade flowed outwards to cover her bones.

And Max had unearthly beauty that would have put China Sorrows to shame. She had a tall frame packed with muscle and fiery red hair that cascaded down past her shoulders in a waterfall of curls and studding jade eyes that flashed with amusement and intelligence. She gave Valkyrie a charmingly crooked grin. "Shall we, my dear?" Max purred and offered Valkyrie her arm and all Valkyrie could do was nod in happily dazed manner as she took Max's arm, falling hopelessly in love with her all over again.

Rowr, you go, Max!