"Ask your mothers." he frowned. "They still wanted me to wait until the youngest of you was out of her teens." With a motion towards Luna, he sighed.

Luna rolled her eyes. "Then it looks as if our mothers aren't truly as evil as we were led to believe."

"Or they're being overprotective mothers who don't know how to deal with their children growing up." Gnarl sighed again. "Anyways, you'll need your armors. Giblet should have them stashed in the armory."

"Well, I think my sister and I should change before we put on our armors." she said, glancing at Seirya.