“Fight me Gourry—huh? Martina? What’s going on?”

“Zelgadis is hurt and you gotta help him, I don’t know what to do!”

“Okay, exactly what happened?” he asked, getting up and following his wife.

“There was this big nasty thingy that sorta bit his leg and it was bleeding an I think it was broken—his leg, not the thingy, and he can’t walk and I think he needs a bandage or something, but I don’t know anything. Waaaaaah!”

“Uh, here, you remember to breathe and I’ll help Zel,” Zangulus said and continued, soon finding Zelgadis holding his cape to a wound bleeding profusely. “Let me guess, you don’t know first aid either.”

“A healing spell won’t work, for some reason. I never did think worry falling on enchanted wolf-traps.”

“Okay, keep applying pressure, let’s see what else was there…?”

“Considering how many times you’ve been beaten by Lina, one would think you’d be an expert,”

“Look, I had a magic user with me and you know it! Besides, I was twelve last time I was in the Boy Scouts.”

“YOU were in the Boy Scouts?”

“You want to make something of it?”

“Not really.”

“Okay, it doesn’t need to be set, that’s good. Let’s see, we need something for a splint and then a branch for a walking stick—“

“Valgaav!”

“What was that?” Zangulus asked.

“Sounded like Filia.”

“Like what?”

“Valgaav this isn’t funny!”

“LINA!” Martina yelled, and ran in the direction of the call, smacking into Zangulus and knocking him to the ground as she sped off.

“LI—Hello, who are you?” Martina asked a young boy and skidding to a stop.

“Hi lady. I’m Valgaav. Lookit the cen’er’pede!”

“Aaaaaaaah! Bug!” Martina screamed.

“There you are!” a woman with long blonde hair cried, crashing through the bushes. “How many times have I told you not to go running off after wildlife when you’re hungry?”

“Ten?” the kid asked. “Can I eat it?” he said, holding up the centipede.

“Lina!” Filia called out. “Found him!”

“Uh, he’s eating the bug,” Martina said.

“Oh, hello. Who are you? Thank you for finding Valgaav.”

“Martina?” Lina asked as she caught up.

“I didn’t do it! It’s not my fault!” Martina cried.

“Yup, you’re Martina. What happened now?”

“There were doggies and the sled broke and I took the thingy off, but spells won’t work and Zangulus said he could help, but he doesn’t know magic…”

“Okay…” Lina said. “Let’s assess the damage, come one Filia.”

Martina lead them to where Zelgadis and Zangulus were.

“Lina?” Zangulus asked. “And who are you?”

“Not now, Zel, are spells not working?”

“Not in the least.”

“How’d you break it?”

“Wolf trap.”

“Weird. Those things don’t usually come with enchantments.”

“Aaah!” Martina screamed.

“Filia, take the bug away from the kid,” Lina said.

“T—T—Tail!” Martina yelled.

“Filia, what the heck—“ Lina asked.

“That’s a mazoku spell, Lina,” Filia said.

“Huh. You’re not one to lie about that kind of thing. This is going to be a long shot, but maybe oyu can fix it,”

“I can try,” Filia siad. She handed Valgaav to Zangulus and set to work.

“Hat!” Valgaav cried, and grabbed it off Zangulus’s head.

“Hey, no one messes with my hat!” Zangulus said, snatching his hat back.

Valgaav sniffled and pouted.

“Nice try, that doesn’t work. I married the woman who practically invented that—ow!”

“Zangulus!” Martina yelled. “I don’t—aah!” she yelled, as Xellos teleported too close to her.

“Oops, sorry” he said, shrugging. “What do you think you’re doing?” he calmly asked Filia.

“I just healed his leg!” she yelled.

“Last time you tried to bash in his face.”

“Thanks to me, he can walk again!”

“Keep your hands off him!”

“You’re probably responsible for it!” Filia screamed.

Lina grabbed bother of them and forced them away form each other. “Mono Bolt!”

Zelgadis crawled away as the two were zapped by the spell.

“Next time you try this, I’m throwing you both overboard. And Filia, don’t even TRY to hurt Zelgadis again, or I’ll get REALLY mad.

“Does everyone understand?”

“No,” Zangulus said. “What exactly is going on?”