The Giganto puts his hand on Claire’s shoulder. “Kongol fight… Claire stay safe in Rouge…” He said shaking his head at her, “Claire look like Shana… Shana forgive Kongol even though Kongol hurt Shana… Claire learn from Shana.” Letting her shoulder go he takes a step back clutching his dragoon spirit and in a flash of light Dart and Kongol dawn the magical armor of the dragoons. Kongol clad in nearly perfect gold. While Dart clad in Silver, with an enormous cannon attached to his arm, and seven wings for Kongol’s two. The armor itself is as much metallic, as it was organic. Almost a hybrid of life and armor, the wings are translucent, and glowed brightly. Dart and Kongol begin to hover, creating small gale of wind beneath them. They then flew through the skies, leaving a trail of light behind them. Haschel walks up to Claire tapping her on the shoulder. “Follow him see for yourself what kind of man he is… You might be surprised. Ein! You’re going too.” Haschel stated. Ein who was casually munching on an apple behind them spits the chunk out of his mouth. “What? I’m going to have to be on babysitting duty again?!” He whined. Claire glares at Ein, and Haschel doesn’t take his eyes of Claire to respond, “Ein she is hardly a baby any longer, she could go on her own if I chose. But this is as much a test for you as it is for her. Today you both will learn what your life will be like, when I am no longer here to teach you how to be adults… Now ready your things you will be leaving on the next ferry.” Claire nods, then rushes in to hug her great grandfather whispering to him, “Thank you… Gramps.” *** It was only a few hours, until the next frigate arrived from Fletz. Stepping up onto the ship from the pier, Claire looks back to Haschel and waves slightly. The gesture was met in kind by Haschel, and Ein grabbed Claire by the shoulder stating, “We can always stay home if you want to.”

Claire rolls her eyes, and steps away from Ein. “I will not give up this chance; just so you can stay home and be lazy… you can stay if you want.” Ein chuckles, “Okay princess… I am not going anywhere, what am I going to do at Rouge without my punching bag?” Claire then takes the opportunity to punch Ein in the shoulder a few times. “WHO… Is the punching bag?!” Ein laughing as he runs to hide within the ship’s hull. The captain announced to the crew, “Weigh anchor and unfurl the sails, we make way for Fletz!” *** It was nearly morning as the ship pulled into port at the sea side capital of Tiberoa, Fletz. Claire gawks at the Twin castle, Ein says from behind her, “It’s not like you haven’t seen it before.” Claire sighs, “Yes, I know but it has been a few years at least, and you have to admit it is a welcomed change from the simplicity of Rouge.” Ein replies, “The city life doesn’t interest me anymore...” pausing for a second and chuckling before pointing to his eye patch. “One could say I lost... My eye for it...” Amused with himself, he burst into laughter. Claire shook her head at Ein’s poor attempt at humor, though she couldn’t help but smile. Stepping off the ship into the bustling streets Claire stretches her arms above her head and yawns. Looking at Ein as he steadily walks past her with some sort of clear intention. “Where are your going Ein?” she asked. Ein motions for her to follow. “C'mon, the old man always said when In Fletz, you visit Kaffi to find out any news before leaving.”